by Laura Lee
I woke up someplace different. After a moment, I realized that I was in Leo’s bed, wearing only my bra and panties. I still couldn’t move…… And somebody was licking my arm. No make that, Leo was licking my arm. What the hell?
Gasping, I asked, “What are you doing?”
He pulled away after one more lick and sat up in the bed. “I repaired the wound on your arm earlier, but you bled out a lot.” He smiled. “I was cleaning up a bit.” Speaking of clean…..he was pristine, not a hair out of place. What the heck?
“Oh. Thanks… I guess. What happened?”
“You were attacked. Do you remember anything?”
I winced. “Yeah, I do. It’s just you look……different. It must have been my imagination.”
“Different, how?” He asked.
“Cleaner.”
He laughed. “I’d imagine so. I was quite a mess earlier. You’ve been out for a few hours. I showered once I knew you’d be okay. I didn’t want to scare you when you woke.”
“A few hours?” I exclaimed. “But I’m going to be okay? How do you know?” I tried moving my body again but it wasn’t cooperating. “I can’t move.”
“Your arm is healed but your blood has been poisoned.” He said. “That is why you are still paralyzed. The Stryker’s bite contains venom which is slowly working its way through your blood stream. I would imagine that is rarely the cause of death in most of their victims, considering they usually dine on their hearts. Seeing that yours is intact, the poison would eventually do the job.”
Fighting back bile at the memory of that beast chewing my flesh I whispered, “So, I’m going to die? Didn’t you just say I’d be fine???”
“Yes, as long as I remove the poison.” He replied.
“How are you going to do that?” I asked.
“I can suck out the infected blood.” His fangs lengthened at the mere thought of it. “Once the poison is gone, you’ll need to drink some of my blood to replenish your supply since you’ve already lost so much. That’s why I had to wait until you regained consciousness. ” Okay, he looked a little too happy about that last bit.
“I don’t get it. Wouldn’t you get poisoned?”
“No.” He said. “All immortals are immune to toxins so it will have no effect on me.”
“Will I turn into a vampire?”
“The poison hasn’t been in your system long enough to spread very far; I’ll probably only need to take a small amount. You’ll be fine, maybe a little tired at most. My saliva will heal the bite wounds and my blood will help your body repair any internal damage. Besides, humans are the only species that I can change.” Yeah, not exactly accurate. “And I am certain you are not one of those.” Okay, you’ve got me there.
I thought about the excruciating pain when the demon bit me. “Do you have any liquor to numb the pain?”
“Of my bite?” He asked.
I nodded. “Yes. I think I’ve had all the pain I can handle for the evening.”
Giving me a wicked smile he promised, “I assure you my dear, you will feel no pain at all.”
Gulp. “How did you know I was in trouble? And how did you find me?”
“I could sense it.” He replied. “I’ve had your blood before which allows me to sense your location and your emotions.”
“From that far away? At all times?”
“Yes, my love. Anywhere and at all times.”
“Well, that little talent was something you failed to mention.” Grrrrrr!
“A man has to keep some mystery.” He smiled.
I had another flashback and winced. “Oh my God, please tell me you killed that thing.” I begged. “Please tell me that it will never be able to hurt another person again!”
“Unfortunately, I cannot.” He answered. “I heard your heartbeat slowing and saw you faint. You became my priority so I abandoned the fight to check on you. It simply disappeared while I was distracted. I still sensed it but couldn’t see anything. To the best of my knowledge, a Stryker demon does not possess any abilities other than brute force. I think we are dealing with something quite unique.”
“Everything is so fuzzy.” I said. “I know that I saw the demon start to shift back right before you came, but I can’t piece it together.”
“Well, rest assured, your mind should regain its clarity soon after the poison is gone. We should really start removing the infected blood now before it has a chance to spread any further. Are you ready?” He asked.
Am I ready? No. Do I have a choice? No. “I guess.”
I tried sending a message into his head using my newly discovered powers. God, Leo please don’t prove me wrong by going into bloodlust. I have no choice but to trust you not to hurt me. If he got the message, his face didn’t give anything away. Does it only work on other Fae? I made a mental note to ask Vance when we were on speaking terms again.
I braced myself as he came closer. He cupped my face and said, “Look at me Karli.” I did as he commanded, and saw that flash of sparkles in his eyes again, followed by instant calm. He took his shirt off and leaned over to grab something out of the nightstand. It was a large dagger.
“What’s that for?” I asked. I probably should be panicking right now but Leo’s mojo was working pretty damn well.
“You’ll get blood the fastest from my carotid artery.” He said. “The dagger will work better than your blunt little teeth.” He smiled eagerly. “You ready?”
I nodded as he leaned over me, fangs fully extended now. I felt a sharp prick as they pierced my skin, followed by a powerful suction. Wow, he was right; this didn’t feel bad at all. This actually felt…. good. Oh God, really, really good! My limbs starting working within seconds so I used them to wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him into me. I clutched the back of his head, shoving him into my neck even further.
“Harder Leo!” I cried. “Oh God, suck harder!”
He wrapped his arm around my waist as he stretched his body over mine. I spread my thighs in open invitation, wrapping them around his hips. I could feel his cock stiffen beneath his black slacks. He made a guttural sound which rumbled deep into my bones. He drew blood from me with an increased intensity as his hands became more demanding. One was cupping my backside, pressing me into his hardness, as the other began teasing my nipples, into tightened buds, over my lacy bra.
I have never felt anything more erotic in my life. I could feel the crest of my release coming at any moment. The delicious friction that his tongue was creating was making me dizzy with desire. I wished we were naked right now. I wanted to feel him pounding into me with no mercy while he suckled at my neck. Oh God, that image sent me over the edge. The pressure kept building and building until I was violently quaking inside. This was so far off the Richter scale that I felt as if my body were shattering into a billion pieces. I cried out in bliss, as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt hit me in wave after delectable wave. I would’ve never thought my body could feel this good but I was reminded that it was possible three…. more…. times.
Leo retracted his fangs and sealed the twin holes with his tongue. I grieved for the loss of that wonderful sensation and tried pushing him back into my neck. He sat up while licking his lips and said, “Patience, my love. There will be plenty of time for that later. It’s my turn now.”
He sat back on folded legs and pulled me into a straddling position. He reached for the dagger but I blocked him with a kiss. My lips were so needy, so urgent that he had no choice but to reciprocate. I could taste my blood on his tongue and feel a hint of fang against my teeth which only made me hotter. It reminded me of the immense pleasure that he had just given me over and over again. His lips soon traveled down my neck, making me wanton. I reached behind my back to unhook my bra and threw it behind me. I then began unfastening his pants, wanting desperately to feel him inside of me despite the extreme dizziness I was beginning to feel. If I could just get the damned things off, then only a thin scrap of fabric would be keeping me from my goal. L
eo grabbed my arms, stopping me dead in my tracks.
“Noooo, come on Leo.” I whined. “Why?”
He laughed. “Because my sweet, you need blood. I’m afraid that will not happen if you distract me any further.” He held my gaze as he took the dagger to his neck. I gasped when I saw him press the tip into his vein which started a steady flow of crimson down his beautiful olive skin.
I instantly flushed at the reminder, once again, of him feeding from me. I reached out cautiously to touch the wound. He was watching me intently as I explored. His blood was so warm, so tempting. I put my wet finger into my mouth for a sample. It was sweet, very similar to apricot jam. Definitely not the coppery taste I was expecting. The blood trickled down to his chest and I suddenly felt compelled to clean it up. I bent down to his torso, extending my tongue in anticipation. He hissed as I licked all the way up to the source of his sweet nectar.
I paused for a moment in awe but Leo mistook it for hesitation. He placed his hands on the back of my head, firmly pressing me into his neck. “Drink Karli.” He demanded.
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I began lapping at his wound impatiently with my tongue, coaxing it for more. Finally it obeyed, filling my mouth with hot, tingly ambrosia. I sucked greedily while moaning in pleasure. I felt myself getting stronger with every swallow. Every nerve ending in my body was humming with electricity.
Leo shouted something in his native tongue. I lifted my head up inquisitively, and he gently shoved it right back down again. “No, it’s a good thing. Don’t stop, my love. Please don’t stop.” He begged.
I resumed sucking with renewed vigor, pleased by his reaction. He placed his hands on my hips, pushing me down into his lap. I remembered my previous goal of removing his pants and lifted my body just enough so I could accomplish said goal. His button was still undone so I grabbed the zipper and quickly pulled it down. Oh, I forgot Leo was a commando guy! Even better! I reached inside his fly and firmly grasped his length with my hand. He sucked in a breath as I began pulling from his vein and stroking his shaft in one, steady rhythm.
His hands began moving downward, but not fast enough to quench my craving. With my other hand, I led him to my wet core, silently giving him permission. I began stroking and sucking faster when he moved the thin fabric of my panties aside. His thumb easily slid through my slick folds, torturing me with need. Two long fingers entered me without warning, making me gasp in shock. My surprise was short lived, as he began moving them in and out, matching my pace and then some. My walls soon began clenching around him as he wrung yet another mind blowing orgasm out of me. My climax prompted his own, as we simultaneously screamed in pleasure.
I pulled back from his neck and licked my lips. “Wow.” I said, nearly breathless.
“Wow, indeed.” He said with a huge smile. He briefly put his fingers into his mouth, making me blush a little as I realized he was tasting me…. down there. He gathered saliva from his mouth and sealed his wound. I watched his skin knit together in a matter of seconds.
“Well, that’s a pretty neat trick.” I said as I was trailing my finger where the hole used to be.
“It comes in handy.” He said as he was moving his hands down my naked back. His gaze centered on my breasts and I could feel his penis jerk in response. Suddenly feeling very exposed, I made a lame attempt at covering myself. He laughed in amusement and said, “It’s a little late for modesty, my dear.”
“Look Leo,” I said, feeling a little embarrassed about releasing my inner vixen, “Maybe we should talk about what just happened.”
“What’s there to talk about?” He asked as he was dipping his head to take one of my nipples into his mouth.
“Oh, wow….um…..wait Leo, stop. I’m serious.” He moved over to do the same to the other one. I felt his fangs prick my areola right before he began sucking gently, drawing out tiny droplets of blood. “Oh God, okay you really need to stop now. I’m not going to be able to think straight in a second.”
“And that would be a bad thing?” He rasped.
“Yes!” I screamed as another orgasm began cresting. “No!” Geez, that man has a very talented tongue! “Leo, please take me seriously!”
With a groan, he finally pulled back and sealed the little wounds on my breast. “Yes, my love? What would you like to discuss?”
Before I had a chance to answer, his phone started ringing. He grabbed it off the nightstand and saw that the bar was calling. “Yes?” He paused, listening to the voice on the other end. “And where is he now? Okay, tell him I’ll be there shortly.” He closed his phone and turned to me. “I need to go downstairs and check on a problem at the bar.”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Nothing I can’t handle.” His stood up, tucking himself back into his pants. He went over to the closet to put on a thin pull over sweater. After giving me one long, appreciative gaze he said, “I’ll be back soon and we can….pick up where we left off.” He gave me a quick kiss and rushed out the door.
He was talking about picking up our conversation, right?
Chapter 24
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I decided to take a shower after Leo left to freshen up. Afterwards, I realized that I didn’t have any clothes because mine were ruined. I went into his closet and grabbed one of his black t-shirts. Of course it was a tent on me but it was better than nothing. I didn’t think he would be able to focus on conversation if he were too distracted by my nipples again.
I crawled into bed thinking about the experience I just had. Well, now I know for sure that Leo can drink from me without spiraling into bloodlust. I know it’s twisted, but I actually feel comforted by that knowledge. I feel warmed by his blood that is now flowing through my veins. I can feel power vibrating through my body; I feel stronger than I ever have before.
Leo was unequivocally a part of me now. Surprisingly, I felt too good about what happened to have regrets. Well, almost no regrets. I definitely felt a little guilty about being intimate with him. I could try blaming my behavior on his bite, but I’d be a fool. I’ve been incredibly attracted to him since the first second I saw him. I wanted him, plain and simple. The bite’s effects only lowered my inhibitions.
Leo returned from downstairs, interrupting my inner monologue. “How are you feeling?” He asked.
“I’m a little tired, but I actually feel pretty amazing.”
He sat down next to me and tugged at the collar of my borrowed shirt. “You know my love, I like seeing you in my shirt,” he paused to pull the collar open so he could peer down it. “Although, I’d much prefer you not wearing anything at all.”
He lunged for me, but I moved away from him……freakishly fast. “Leo, you said we could talk when you got back.” I reminded him.
“Ah, indeed I did. But that will have to wait. Vance should be here any moment, I told the front desk to let him up.”
“What? Why?” Okay, I was panicking a little. I’m sooo not ready to confront him after Leo and I were just together. Especially not while I was in his bed, wearing his shirt!
He must have sensed my anxiety. “Relax my sweet. It will be okay. I tried putting him off until morning but he refused. He threatened charging me with interfering in a police investigation.”
“How did he even know what happened?” I shrieked. Okay, I was in full blown panic mode now.
“Apparently he stopped in the bar to see you tonight.” He explained. “I spoke with Amanda while you were still unconscious and told her what happened. I only did so to explain your absence, and so my men could keep an eye on things. It appears as if she relayed that information to him. She’s the one who called earlier to tell me he was downstairs. That’s when I left.”
Someone started banging on the door really hard. “Leo, open this goddamn door!” Vance shouted.
Leo smirked, “Ah, there is the detective now.”
Leo let him in and I could hear Vance charging into the room on a mission. “Where is she?” He asked.
“In the bedroom.” Leo answered.
Vance came rushing in here, with panic in his eyes. He sat on the bed, holding my face in his hands. “God, Karli. Are you okay? I almost had a stroke when I heard you were attacked.”
“I’m fine, Vance. I’ll be fine.” Besides the fact that my cheeks are stained red and I can’t look you in the eye.
He started inspecting me for wounds. He pulled down the blankets and the sides of Leo’s shirt, revealing nothing but smooth skin. I would be embarrassed by the exposure but his motives were completely non-sexual. As his brows knit together in confusion, he asked, “What happened? They said you were in pretty bad shape. Where did it get you?”
“Right here.” I said as I pointed to my upper left arm.
He pulled the shirt down again to survey the damage. “I don’t understand…”