by Siren Allen
“I promise not to hurt you,” Bruce vowed. “I’d die before I let anyone hurt you.”
He frowned when the communicator next to his bed buzzed and Lana’s voice filled the air. “Bring them to me now. They are in the bathing chamber.” Lana’s voice brought him back to reality.
Bruce teleported him and his mate over to the device and pressed the intercom button.
“As you wish,” he said, his heart filling with shame.
How could he take care of and protect a mate when he didn’t have anything to offer her. He was merely a captive, just like her.
“I’ll take you back to your cell now,” he said, sitting her down and getting dressed.
Faede shook her head no. “I’ll wait here until you return. I won’t turn my back on you, not now, not ever. We will find a way out of this. Go to her, I’ll be here when you return.”
Bruce couldn’t believe his ears. He pulled her to him, hugging her as if he never wanted to let her go, and then placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Too choked up to speak, he bowed to her as a sign of reverence, and then disappeared from the room in search of Lana’s current lover.
* * * *
The wink Cole gave Jude pissed him off thoroughly. He felt his eyes changing, turning red.
Cole laughed at him. “Rest assured my friend, I do not make love to men.”
Cole dunked under the water and swam to the other side of the pool. He picked up a bar of black soap and lathered his chest.
Jude turned to the side; refusing to watch another man bathe. He picked up a bar of soap and lathered his arms. Both men bathed in silence for a while.
“So, how long have you been in here?” Cole asked, splashing water on his face.
Jude ignored him and dunked under the water washing the soap from his hair. When he came up, he shook the water out of his hair and walked out of the pool. There was no towel, he would have to drip dry in front of a man. Jude chose to wait in a stall along the wall instead. The curtain enclosing the stall was sheer; Jude saw out and the vampire could see in.
“We should go over our strategy for today,” Cole yelled.
Jude felt he would be killing the vampire soon. If he knew Lana, she was planning on forcing the leech on him.
“What do we need a strategy for?” Jude asked, not knowing if he really wanted to hear what the vamp would say. Cole’s voice had a slight accent to it. He sounded like he spent too much time in the French part of the Mortal Realm.
“From what I’ve gathered, Lana is a particular woman. She likes things done a certain way. If we’re going to pleasure her together, I think we need to come up with a plan.”
Jude snorted, “I have no desire to pleasure Lana. So, you can plan and strategize all by yourself. Leave me out of it.” Jude had a mate to see to freedom. A vamp with red eyes could not help them.
Cole dunked under the water again; when he came up, his eyes shined redder than before. “How long have you been cursed?” Cole asked.
Jude opened the curtain.
“What curse?”
“The curse of the Dark Witch.”
“I’ve never heard of the Curse of the Dark Witch.”
Chapter 7
“Did you think you were the only one cursed by her?” Cole chuckled. “I know a cursed Immortal when I see one.”
Jude walked out of the stall, no longer caring about his naked state.
“I know I’m not the only one, but how can you tell?”
Jude was suspicious now. No one was ever able to tell he was one of the cursed. There were rumors of others, but when he went in search of others like him, he came up empty handed.
“She leaves her mark. It’s subtle, but it’s there.” Cole got out of the pool and walked towards Jude.
“There’s no need for you to show me, just tell me. What kind of mark does she leave?”
Cole stopped a few feet away from Jude.
“Your hair is blond, but I bet you’ve never glimpsed the back of your head, have you?”
“What does the back of my head have to do with anything?”
Jude wished Bruce would hurry up.
“When I walked behind you today, I noticed the streak of white hair you have in the back of your head. I bet your four friends have the same streak. I have the same white streak of hair.
Cole turned around and near his nape was a single white strand of hair mixed in with his other jet black strands. Jude stepped back and rubbed his forehead.
“So, you’re telling me you’re cursed, also? Why are you in such a rush to go see Lana if you have the same curse I have?”
“We encountered the same witch, it does not mean we have the same curse. Mine is to drink, but never feel full, not until I meet my destined bride. No matter how many veins I tap into, no matter how many bags of blood I drink, it’s never enough. The only reason I’ve not gone mad is because sex calms my thirst. It makes my life more bearable. Now that I’ve told you mine, it’s time for you to tell me yours.”
Jude was a little indecisive on whether or not he should tell Cole about his curse. He never talked about it to anyone besides his four friends. What the hell, the vamp wouldn’t be alive much longer.
“Until I find my mate, I’m not able to enter a woman’s body. I can fuck her mouth, her hand and I guess even her ear if I tried, but I can’t stay hard when it comes time to enter her pussy. So, in a nutshell I can’t have sex until I find my mate.”
“That’s bad, but I think I got you beat,” Cole said.
“Yeah, I agree,” Jude told him. Basically, the vampire was starving, every day, all day.
“We can’t keep Mistress Lana waiting,” a deep voice announced. Jude and Cole turned around to see Bruce.
“Who’s the bald guy?” Cole asked. Jude laughed,
“Oh, that’s my pal, Bruce. Hey, Bruce, how’s it hanging? How’s the wife?”
Bruce frowned and rubbed his hand over his face.
“I don’t have time for this, right now,” Bruce muttered, walking to the two naked men.
Jude noticed he looked a little distracted. Bruce roughly grabbed them both by the throats and teleported them to Lana’s bed chamber.
“Is there anything else you need, Mistress?” Bruce asked Lana, dropping her two play things to the floor.
Lana lifted an eyebrow speculatively.
“Is there somewhere else you need to be, Bruce?” Lana purred.
Normally, Bruce would have bowed his head and apologized for his haste, but no longer. His actions made Jude suspicious. What are the vampire and Faede up to?
“No, Mistress, I don’t want to be in the way of you and your plans for this evening.”
Yeah, right. Lana was slowly losing her hold on Bruce. Maybe, just maybe, Jude would be able to talk the leech into helping him and his mate escape.
Lana walked out of her closet dressed in a red robe. “You know, you can always choose to stay and play, Bruce,” she said, the sound of her voice disgusting Jude.
If Bruce was disgusted he didn’t let it show.
“You know, I was never one to share, Mistress.”
Lana smiled at him. “Yes, I remember quite well,” she said. “You may leave now. I’ll buzz you when I’m done.”
Bruce nodded his head at her, and then disappeared.
“Now.” Lana clapped her hands, excitedly turning her attention back to her two playthings. “I have an old friend and a new friend; maybe by the end of the night we all can be friends,” she said, looking from Jude to Cole.
Cole bowed to her. “May I come forward, Mistress?” he begged. Lana beamed at his formality while Jude rolled his eyes.
“Yes, you may, Cole.”
Cole moved forward, taking her hand in his. Turning her hand over to expose her palm, he gently kissed each of her fingertips.
“How may we be of service to you?” Cole asked, his head bowed over Lana’s hand.
Jude had never seen Lana blush before.
“Well,” she said, fanning herself, “y
ou’re quite the charmer.”
“Would I be too forward if I asked you what you have hidden under your robe?”
Lana blushed again. Opening her robe, she lifted her eyes to Jude to gauge his response. Jude rolled his eyes, again.
“Nice,” Cole said, as Lana slipped her robe over her bare shoulders and down her naked body.
“You like?” She let the robe drop to the floor.
“I like very much,” Cole said.
Jude didn’t know what Cole was playing at, but he wanted no part of it.
“Join me on the bed, my loves,” Lana drawled.
Cole followed close behind her, holding her hand while she climbed onto her bed. He climbed in behind her. As Lana positioned herself in the middle of the bed, Cole motioned for Jude to get the wine glasses. Jude shook his head no and laughed at the frown on Cole’s face.
Jude didn’t know what the strategy was and he didn’t care. His plan was to stay out of Lana and Cole’s way. Then, the vampire could keep his life and he could look around Lana’s room for the key to the handcuffs. Hopefully, Cole could satisfy her to the point where she forgot all about Jude’s presence. Cole pointed toward the wine glasses again and Jude shook his head again.
“Get the glasses,” Cole mouthed to Jude, but Jude refused to aid him in whatever scheme he was planning.
“Mistress, would you like some wine?” Cole asked Lana smoothly.
“How thoughtful. Juju, grab three glasses and fill them with wine, my dear.”
Jude let out a frustrated breath and Cole smiled at him foolishly. Jude filled three glasses and carried them back to the bed. Cole and Lana didn’t need their wine, they were too busy making out. Cole trailed kisses up and down Lana’s collar bone.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, kissing her softly. Jude felt like throwing up.
“Join us, Juju.” Lana gasped, when Cole squeezed her breast, “Join us, now,” she repeated.
Jude set the wine glasses down on the nightstand. What was the point in him filling them up if no one was going to drink them? Annoyed, Jude joined the duo in bed. As Jude climbed on the bed, Cole positioned himself in front of Lana, spreading her legs open. Lana stared at Cole through hooded eyes, her breathing increasing. When Jude made it closer to Lana, she reached out for his cock. Taking it in her hand, she guided him into her mouth. The feel of her mouth on his cock felt good, but it wasn’t his mate and it made him feel guilty. He needed to escape and soon.
* * * *
As Lana licked Jude’s manhood, Cole lay between her legs. He rubbed her breast and licked the inside of her navel. Slowly, he moved down her body and nestled his face between her thighs. He swiped his tongue across her clitoris and she moaned, tightening her lips around Jude’s cock. Lana closed her eyes while she sucked Jude. Cole watched her relish the taste. He wanted her lips wrapped around his dick, but there wasn’t time for it.
Between her legs, he suckled her pussy, causing her hips to jerk involuntarily. This was exactly what he needed, the essence of a woman dripping down his throat and coating his stomach. Lana gripped Jude’s hardness tightly spreading her legs wider for Cole and he sucked her greedily. The taste of her essence calmed his almost unbearable thirst for blood. It cooled the burning sensation in his belly, but it didn’t extinguish it; his throat still burned with the need to feed.
As he pleasured her, he watched her suck Jude’s dick deeper into her mouth. In and out, she milked him. Cole wondered what her lips would feel like around his dick. He would never know, because soon he would escape.
Cole carefully lifted his right arm to get Jude’s attention; he didn’t want to disturb Lana and have her open her eyes. Jude turned to Cole, distaste written all over his face. The young demon was not enjoying her touch. Cole pointed at Lana while he continued to suck her clitoris. Jude shrugged, not understanding Cole’s sign language.
Cole sighed against Lana’s pussy making her shudder. He lifted his head and slid one finger inside Lana’s dripping pussy. She ground her body against his hands, but she didn’t open her eyes. Cole fingered her with one hand and slid one finger across his throat imitating a knife slicing his jugular, and then pointed at Lana.
Finally, Jude got the message. Jude shook his head no, and thrust his dick deeper into Lana’s mouth, her eyes popping open when his dick touched the back of her throat.
She gripped him tighter and grazed her teeth along the head of his penis. Jude cupped the back of her head, guiding her up and down on his cock. She smiled around his dick and closed her eyes.
Once her eyes were closed, Jude turned back to Cole motioning with his free hand. Cole didn’t understand what the demon was trying to tell him. Jude let his fangs out and pretended to bite his hand. Then, he lifted his hand and made a gesture resembling blood splashing to the floor. The demon looked side to side as if something was coming. Cole started to laugh until the demon pretended to slit his throat, and then pointed at himself and at Cole. Cole didn’t know what the rest meant, but he was certain the last signal indicated death for the two of them. So, maybe killing Lana would have to wait, but he could still drink from her until she got weak.
“May I drink from you?” he asked her. Lana nodded her head, but she didn’t open her eyes. Cole’s fangs elongated and he sank his teeth into her thigh. Lana sighed around Jude’s cock and wrapped her legs over Cole’s shoulders. Cole gripped her thighs and held them tightly against himself and Jude gripped her head, holding it still while he fucked her mouth. Cole hoped Jude could keep her distracted long enough for him to drink a sufficient amount of her blood to weaken her.
* * * *
Bruce teleported back into his room and the sight of his mate lying naked across his bed took his breath away.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
He hated to lie to her, but telling her things would never be okay until he got them out of Lana’s clutches would only put a damper on the mood.
“Yes, everything is fine.”
Faede turned onto her side and crooked her finger to him. Bruce smiled, but he didn’t go to her.
“I never thought I would find a bride,” he said standing in the middle of the room, his face was filling with anguish.
“I thought I would spend the rest of eternity in this prison. I never tried to escape when I was first brought here. This life is more appealing to me than my life before.”
Faede sat up, but Bruce motioned for her to stay where she was. He needed the distance; he needed to say what was on his mind. If she touched him, he would lose his resolve.
“I’ve done so many wrong things since I’ve been here. I’ve trapped and captured Mortals and Immortals alike. The things I’ve done sexually would probably make you wish you were not my mate. I’m not worthy to be your mate,” he whispered.
Tears fell down Faede’s beautiful face and she didn’t move to wipe them away. It amazed him she cared enough to shed tears for him.
“I’ve done my share of wrong,” Faede told him. “No one is perfect. We can’t change our past, we can only move forward, together.”
Faede crooked her finger to him again. Bruce disappeared and reappeared on the bed next to her. She lay on her back and stared up into his eyes.
“Take your clothes off,” she whispered.
Bruce sat up and slid his shirt over his head. He slid his pants down his legs and kicked them to the floor. Turning back to his mate, he took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply, pouring his love for her into his actions.
He let his hands roam down her slender body, and then pulled back from the kiss and eased down her body, sucking her nipple into his mouth. Faede arched her back and rubbed his bald head, holding him closer to her breast. He groaned.
Bruce lifted his head and switched to the other nipple, blowing his breath on it until it puckered. He sucked it into his mouth, and moved his hand lower until he found the wetness of her body. He groaned at how ready she was. Carefully, Bruce slid one finger into her pussy and marvel
ed at the tightness.
He would have to make sure she was fully aroused before he entered her. Bruce pulled away from her breast and licked his way from her chest down to pussy. He pulled his finger out of her and sucked it into his mouth. She tasted so damn good. He wondered if he felt as good to her as she did to him.
He was on fire. He couldn’t remember ever being this aroused. Bruce spread her legs wider, pushing his tongue deeper.
“The taste of you calms me to the very core. With you, I feel complete.”
He sucked her clitoris into his mouth and used his tongue to tease the tiny bud. Faede ground her hips against his mouth, using her hands to pull his head closer. He needed to be inside her, but he would not enter her until he was sure she was ready.
“I need you inside me,” Faede moaned, while Bruce pleasured her with his mouth.
He licked her one last time, and then placed a kiss on her clitoris, making her smile. He slid his big body against her slender one, positioning himself above her.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked.
Faede nodded her head yes, but he saw fear in her eyes.
“If at any point you want me to stop, just say so, I won’t do anything to hurt you.”
Faede pulled him in for a kiss and lifted her hips up, rubbing her wet pussy against his hardness. Bruce groaned. Taking his cock in his hands, he entered her slowly, allowing her time to accommodate his fullness. Inch by inch, he eased inside her, stretching her, filling her deeply. Faede wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and held him close to her face, kissing him deeply.
Bruce felt consumed by her passion and he loved it. It was difficult, but he managed to enter her slowly, until he went as deep as he could.
“Are you okay?” he asked, checking to see if he hurt her.
Faede lifted her hips in response, pulling him in even deeper. He couldn’t control the way his hips jerked against her body. He tried to remain calm, but the way she moved underneath him made it impossible.
Unable to hold back, Bruce pulled out of her and entered her again, moaning at the friction their bodies created. He pulled out again, entering her harder, over and over, the feel of her spurring him on. She was his and would remain his for all eternity. His gums itched.