Twitch

by Claire Marta

  Rubbing her hands together, she fought the chill invading her limbs. Hunger was growing in the pit of her stomach. Gnawing away at her insides and warning her she would soon have to feed. The problem was she didn’t want to. Not with the males in the club. Having sex with them, even to feed herself, no longer felt right. She had only one man on her mind. It had been three days since she had seen Twitch. They had been texting constantly. Finding his silly and cute messages on her phone kept the happiness she experienced around him on a steady build. Work had kept her too busy to visit him, but she was determined to make time to see him soon. Asier was not going to stop her doing that. It was her life. Her decision who to see. All she needed to do was keep it another secret.

  Sighing, her gaze skimmed over the dance floor. Bodies withered and gyrated beneath the multi-coloured pulsing lights. Sweat and lust were heavy in the air this evening. An aphrodisiac to most supernaturals, they used the vampire Master’s club as a place to hook up.

  The disarray of familiar curls caught Lexi’s attention. Twitch! Head bent, he was making his way through the crowd. His expression was hidden by all his hair. Eyes lighting up, she abandoned the bar and hurried towards him. What was he doing here? Had he come to find her? A huge smile stretched her lips.

  Cruel fingers bit into her arm and dragged her back before her feet even hit the dance floor. Giving a small cry of pain, Lexi discovered Kane towering over her. Lips curled in disgust, his features were damning and cold. Hauling her up against his muscular chest, he held her captive.

  “Get off me!” Hissing, she tried to claw at his cheeks. With a grunt and frightening ease, he manacled her wrists together in one large hand.

  “He’s not your boyfriend, Lexi. Why would he want a whore like you?” He growled, pressing his mouth hotly against her ear. “Don’t go fooling yourself into thinking it’s something more. You belong to us, Pet. Don’t think anyone else will ever want you.” As he released her she stumbled into a group of dancers.

  Giving Kane the middle finger, Lexi dashed across the room. He was a fucking menace. If he thought she would ever submit to him then he was a moron. She would rather die than let him get his hands on her permanently.

  Pushing her way through the dancers, she grabbed a hold of Twitch’s coat. The velvety material was soft in her hand.

  “What are you doing here?” Lexi asked, tugging on it to get his attention.

  With a look of surprise, he twisted to face her. “I was looking for you.” Mischief played across his features as he drew her into his arms. “How about we blow this joint and go have some fun,” he murmured in her ear.

  Lexi chanced a glance at Kane. He was busy chatting with some club goers. There were always those who wanted to be entertained by the vampires who worked there. Not even he could escape that task. Once he was done though, she was more than sure he would continue to pester her.

  A flicker of rebellion awakened inside. What she did was her choice. No one controlled her.

  Eyes meeting Twitch’s, she grinned. “Sure!”

  Fang greeted them in the kitchen with a disgruntled snort. Zook had taken him back to the house and left him with doggie treats. Bits of multi-coloured dog bones decorated the tiled floor. One of Twitch’s black army boots lay discarded by the basket they had bought. The sides had been mauled. Teeth mark impressions were now embossed in the leather, still damp with drool.

  “You’re supposed to stick to those!” Twitch grumbled, gesturing to the pile of untouched chew toys. Jasmine and Zook had both gone to town to buy expensive things needed for the mutt since it had arrived. “You’re the rudest house guest I have ever had, you know that?”

  With another huff Fang turned his back on them. It looked like he as sulking.

  “Are you hungry? I can make some dinner.” Twitch asked as he showed Lexi into the room. Leaving the club had taken a while since she needed to collect her stuff. Twitch had not been keen on hanging around. Asier’s threats were fresh on his mind. He’d known if the vampire had set eyes on him again it would lead to trouble. Giving up on freeing Lexi was something he was not about to do. He just needed to figure out another approach. Asier’s words had left him unsettled. Was there more to Lexi and the Italian vamp than he was aware of? Or was he possessive of all his staff?

  “I’m starving.” Heaving her bulky bag onto the table, Lexi slumped down into a chair. She was pale. Her candyfloss pink hair bright against her wane cheeks. Working for three days straight had taken its toll on her.

  Opening the fridge, Twitch searched the contents. Pushing his suspicious thoughts aside he decided to ask later. He wanted to give her a special evening. One where she could relax. Cooking was not something he was good at, but he had enough skill to get by. Deciding on Spanish omelettes he gathered the ingredients. Pivoting towards the work surface with his arms full of eggs, butter, onions and tomatoes, he found Lexi absorbed in drawing.

  She had a pencil in one hand. Bent over her work, she was sketching Fang who still lay asleep in his basket. Each stroke of the lead was precise and sure. Brows creased, she was fully engrossed in what she was doing in her sketch book.

  Twitch stood watching, entranced. A perfect image of the dog was coming to life before his eyes. She had every detail down to a tee. When she mentioned drawing the first time they had gone out he hadn’t imagined how talented she would be.

  “Hey, that’s really good! You’re one talented artist,” he told her as a tomato slipped out of his arms. Trying to juggle the rest of the things he was holding, he barely caught it before it hit the floor.

  “Thanks.” With a shy smile, she flipped the pad closed.

  “Are you ok, Lexi? You’re so quiet?” Dumping the food on the counter, he surveyed her with concern. She was not her chatty self.

  “What if I turn and become like those things that Celion controls?” Stuffing the pencil and sketch book back in her bag, she avoided his gaze. “He said I was a full-blooded demon...and if he is my father will I become just as twisted?”

  “That scares you?”

  “Yes. After seeing him and those demonic children, it does. Does that make me evil?” A sheen of tears blurred Lexi’s vision. The thought had been eating away at her for days. She knew very little of her species. Unable to talk about her fears to anyone it was spilling out to the one person who knew the truth. Most of it anyway. Admitting who Asier was to her was not an option. Although she trusted Twitch, she was not sure telling him the vampire Master had raised her was such a good idea. Not with him seducing Twitch’s cousin. Lexi was frightened the mage would hate her if he knew. It was something she did not want.

  “No.” Twitch pulled her up from her chair and into the comforting circle of his embrace. “Your actions define who you are inside.” Gently, he placed his hand on her chest above her heart. At his touch, it thumped crazily. “And you, Lexi, are nothing but sweet and good. You don’t have an evil bone in your body.”

  His lips whispered across her cheek in a caress. Seeking her mouth, he kissed her lightly. Lexi knew it was meant in comfort, but that did not stop her hunger from rousing.

  “I’m a succubus, Twitch.” She reminded him as she reluctantly turned her face away from the contact. “The more we have sex the more dangerous it is for you.”

  “Because you feed on life force during sexual release?” His affectionate hold did not falter, as she feared.

  Lexi could feel his strength. His youthful vitality called to her nature. All her instincts knew the more they fucked the more satisfied she would be. But at what cost? Could she trust herself not to lose control?

  “Yes, I could hurt you. I would never forgive myself if that happened.”

  “I trust you, Lexi.” Twitch assured her, gently tilting her back to him with a finger on her chin. Mouth finding hers, he deepened their kiss. Fear melting away, Lexi looped her arms around his neck. Tongues sliding together, he led them in a playful dance.

  Moaning, she clung to him. This. This was what sh
e needed. He made her feel safe. As if nothing else mattered. Twitch was accepting her for what she was. Who she was. He was her guilty pleasure. Better than chocolate ice cream and a million times more addictive.

  As time lost all meaning the kiss changed. It became raw with intensity. A desperate need to feel each other in the most intimate way. To find fulfilment in the pleasure of their bodies.

  As he lifted her off her feet, Lexi wrapped her legs around his hips. Staggering forwards, Twitch perched her on the edge of the kitchen table. Breathing fast, he broke the kiss. Green eyes locked intently with her own. With a savage sweep of his arm, he sent her bag behind her crashing to the floor.

  “Twitch!”

  “I want to fuck you on this table and no fucking arguments.” His voice was a sensual purr. Easing her back onto the surface, he ran his hands up her thighs and under her short skirt. “It’s your turn to beg, sugar pants.”

  Giggling, she willingly lay back. He was so cute.

  Gently, Twitch parted her thighs and hooked her legs over his shoulders as he knelt at the end of the table. Fingers caressed teasingly around the edge of her pink panties. The tip of a digit rubbed her pussy through the material. Testing. Exploring.

  Lexi groaned in excitement. Just that small action made her grow wet with need. Instead of removing them, Twitch slipped the lace to the side.

  Warm breath skittered over her skin. Tilting her pelvis, Lexi offered herself up to him. She was desperate to feel his mouth giving her pleasure. Wanted it beyond reason. Hesitant lips landed on her intimate folds before his tongue slid between.

  Arching, Lexi sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. Oh yes, this was what she needed. Hunger roaring to life, she gripped the sides of the table hard against her palms. His hair tickled her inner thighs. Hands curving around the globes of her arse, he held her still.

  At first his attempts were a little sloppy. It was obvious this was his first time which to Lexi made it even more arousing. He was a virgin in many ways. Lexi was determined to pop his cherry in them all.

  “Yes, yes, more,” she encouraged throatily as she cupped her breasts through her top. Teasing her nipples, she plucked at them with a forefinger and thumb. No man had ever made her feel this needy for sex.

  Her words were just the boost Twitch needed. Running the flat of his tongue along her slit, he found her clit. This time he had more confidence. Whirling his tongue in circular motions, he teased the nub.

  Lexi moaned loudly, writhing beneath his mouth.

  When he stopped, she growled. “If you don’t finish what you started I'm going to kill you.”

  “You taste like cherries,” he told her, peering up from between her legs. Slowly, he teased her panties down her hips and off. “But it’s missing something.”

  Abandoning her, he moved to the fridge.

  Watching him in confusion, Lexi remained spread across the table. She did not have a clue what he was doing. Twitch stood with his back to her. Riffling through the contents, he made a small sound of triumph when he found what he was after.

  “Close your eyes.” The grin he was wearing was brimming with mischief. “You want me to continue or not?” He asked playfully.

  Head resting back on the wood with a thud, Lexi rolled her eyes shut. With everything in darkness her other senses became keener. Footsteps moved around the room. She could hear the occasional drip from a tap at the sink. The kitchen had the faint smell of roses which she had not noticed before. Lips parting, she waited.

  A faint sound of hissing filled the air. As something cold landed on her inner thigh, she jumped. Eyes jerking open, she stared down at the white frothy mound. Whipped cream.

  “It’s perfect with fruit.” Twitch trailed his tongue across her smooth skin to get to the treat. “Hmm if I lick it some more, I get to keep it. You know those are the rules, right?!”

  Head between her spread legs, he proceeded to squirt cream along her pussy. Lexi gasped at the sensation. Caressing tongue whirling furiously, he pleasured her once more. Experimenting with his tongue, he licked with quick jerks.

  Moaning, Lexi threaded her fingers through his messy curly hair. The sweet sugary scent of whip cream filled her nostrils. It was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced. Trembling, she was losing herself to a desire filled haze.

  A finger pressed into her wet channel followed by a second. Undulating her hips, Lexi rode them. Not giving up on his foreplay, Twitch continued to suck and lick greedily. It was if he could not get enough of her.

  “Yes yes yes...please. I'm so close!” Her hand clenched in his locks. Legs quaking, she came violently, jerking with a scream.

  Breathlessly, Lexi lay in a daze. Through heavy lidded eyes she watched him rise. Hair a sexy disorder around his features, his expression was brooding. Just below the surface his darker side hovered. Dangerous. Menacing.

  Taking a hold of his belt, he quickly unbuckled it. Before Lexi had time to think she found herself flipped onto her stomach. The cool wood of the table pressed into her hips as he dragged her to the edge. Bent over at the waist, her arse was up in the air.

  Spreading her cheeks, Twitch pushed into her in one long, slow thrust.

  Moaning, she thrust back.

  “Fuck me hard.” Lexi panted with need. “Feed me.”

  Hand clenched in her pink tresses, he forced her head back. Roughly, he began to pound into her. Gone was any touch of gentleness. His movements were now savage.

  As he fucked her hard, her glamour slipped. Unable to stop it, Lexi knew her two horns were on display curling up among her hair. It was out of her control. With her heightened arousal, she could no longer keep up her natural disguise.

  Magic rose around them, dancing over her skin, making it tingle as it poured out from Twitch. Shuddering, she took the impact of his hips as he rammed her harder against the table.

  “Mine.” The word was an abrasive grunt.

  Peering over her shoulder, she gazed up at his face. He had changed. The eyes that bore into her own were dark with lust and passion. Dominance was radiating off him thick and heavy. The intensity urged her to submit. As the table jerked beneath her, Lexi whimpered in confusion. She had never submitted to a male before. Why now? Why with Twitch? What power did he have over her that seemed to be growing? Yet in her heart she already knew. Love. She loved him. Lexi had no idea how quickly it had happened, but she could not deny how she felt. It was if something had just clicked into place. As if it was meant to be. Fate.

  “Yes.” She panted breathlessly. “Yours all yours, as you are mine!”

  With a squeal of surprise Lexi found herself airborne. Coiled around her wrists and ankles were blue, glowing, magical bindings keeping her suspended. The spells caressed her skin. Not painfully, but with enough force to hold her in place.

  Twitch continued to thrust into her as she floated, spread eagled, above the kitchen floor. Gripping her hips, his fingernails dug painfully into her flesh. Without a sound, she accepted the pain. It drew her closer to her orgasm.

  Twitch was close too. His body had tensed. Lexi knew he would soon have his release. Clawing uselessly at the air with her fingers, she wailed, afraid he would reach it alone. She wanted them to find bliss together. Tip over into pleasure as one.

  Magic trickled across her skin from his fingertips.

  It pooled between her legs. The moment it brushed over her clit, Lexi lost it. Howling, her body bowed as her climax blindsided her. Twitch followed a second later. Thrusting into her, he filled her with his release. Head thrown back, Lexi fed from his essence. Flooding her inner being, it left a heady feeling of contentment in its wake.

  “Where did you learn that?” She asked, when her voice was once more functioning.

  “One of my cousins mentioned a trick he knew and told me the spell.” Carefully letting go of her hips, he directed his magic to gently lower her to the table. Rolling onto her side, she lounged with a stretch. She had never felt so sated.

  “That
was….”

  Twitch gave a raspy laugh. “I will have to remember to thank Ben.” His hair was a charming mess of disarray around his head as he climbed up to join her.

  Searching his expression, she checked for any signs of fatigue from her feeding. Reaching up, Lexi gently brushed a few stray curls out of his eyes.

  Taking her hand, he placed a kiss at the centre of her palm. He smiled as he did so. Laying on his side beside her on the table, he faced her. The darkness that had been present had ebbed away. Twitch looked relaxed and happy.

  Running a hand through her pink hair, he gently traced the side of one little black horn. Shuddering, Lexi arched her neck. Pleasure zinged down from her head to her groin. No one had touched them before. Barely anyone knew they were there. She had never realised they were so sensitive.

  “You like that?”

  “Do it again.” She pleaded, her breath coming out in a rush.

  Skimming his fingers down her other horn, Twitch rubbed it with a feather-like touch.

  “Oh, Gods yes.” With a sharp intake of breath, she took pleasure in the sensation. Leaning into him, she pushed him down to his back. He went without protest. Snuggling into him, she sprawled across half of his chest.

  “My beautiful horny devil.” Twitch was looking at her as if she was infinitely precious.

  “I love you.” Lexi told him impulsively as she kissed the scars on his neck.

  Holding back the words were impossible. It was true. She had never fallen in love before, but she knew she was feeling it now. Being with him was all she could think about. He made her giddy with happiness. Being here, so close, so intimate, was the best place in the world. And Lexi wanted nothing more than to stay in his arms forever. A strange sense of belonging settled over her.