Eyes Of Crimson : Vampire Paranormal Romance (Transfusion Saga Book 8) Page 19

  “All my years…by the Gods, there have been so many, for when millennia acts like a century, and century goes by like a decade, until then that decade becomes a year, it all flows into an endless amount of days…and an endless amount of time…and all of it, Amelia…all of it meant nothing…” He paused to place his forehead to mine as he then whispered the last of his words,

  “…not until there was you.”

  “Lucius, Honey,” I whispered as I placed a hand to his cheek and held it there as he confessed his feelings for me, ones that rooted deeper inside than in any way physically possible. He pulled back a little to give me space to tell me further,

  “In all that time passed and until you, there has never been moments of panic, moments of sheer, undiluted terror to fill my veins, turning them to the ice of mindless emotion that struggled to make sense enough for basic function. I had never felt so at a loss, so desperate. I thought I had felt the limit of these emotions only once before, but now I know it was nothing in comparison.”

  “You mean my mother?” I asked taking care at the delicate edge of this conversation and not wanting to lose track of anything because of it.

  “Your mother most certainly caused enough worry for those who cared for her, myself included,” he admitted before going on to add,

  “But you have to know, when it comes to Keira, then I…” I placed my hand to his cheek and stopped him,

  “Lucius, I know.”

  “What do you know?”

  “That she was important to you and that type of loyalty, I would be a fool to believe that it goes away just because you have fallen in love.” He shifted his head back a little more to get a better view of my face before asking,

  “And this new understanding happened when exactly…? Ah, but of course,” he said answering his own question as it dawned on him what I had experienced before I had stepped into Hell.

  “I guess there is still a lot we need to talk about,” I said quietly as I saw his features play out the same thought. Because I was right, there might have only been a few days between us but after what I had seen before stepping through that portal, then really there was much more. In fact, there was a whole lifetime of moments that had passed between us. After all, Lucius still didn’t know exactly what I had seen or how it had affected me. Something I could tell he wanted to know.

  “Then it is time for you and I to have that talk then, as I for one know it is long overdue,” he said pulling me up and making me ask,

  “Where are we going?” He didn’t answer me at first, but instead he raised me up until I was standing with him in the middle of the bed. Then, after he first helped to steady me, his wings materialised as if they had been plucked from some hidden realm they resided in. Now only appearing when they felt the call of their Master. After this he wrapped a secure arm around my waist and told me,

  “To clean you up, before the scent of your blood mixed with the scent of my cum on your skin drives me beyond all reason but fucking you raw again.” I couldn’t help but grin.

  “That doesn’t sound like a very good reason to get clean to me,” I said with a wink and it was one he burst out laughing at, before commenting to himself,

  “I’ve created a monster.”

  And what was my response…?

  “Hell yeah, you fucking did.”

  23

  Greed is a Sin

  “I’m not sure whether I should admit this or not, but I think I am clean, Honey,” I said with laughter in my tone, one that came out when I heard his playful growl behind me. Then he lowered his lips to the shell of my ear and whispered,

  “I disagree, my sinful, little troublemaker.” This caused a shiver and being that I was currently surrounded by all that was Lucius, then the smile I felt against my neck was because he had felt it.

  This happened shortly after Lucius flew us both over the black crystal bed and walked us to a part of the room that at first glance just looked like it went to nowhere.

  However, the closer we got, it was then that I could see the difference, reminding me of some of the walls in the movie Labyrinth. It was in the way the shards were positioned, as from afar, it had been camouflaged. But then sliding behind one section and there was actually an opening to the side that you could walk behind.

  Once there I found a set of stairs cut directly out of the black stone in a rough way that for someone clumsy like me, would have no doubt fallen and broken my mortal neck. Which, needless to say, was why I was thankful Lucius continued to want to carry me, plus…I was still as naked as he was.

  Hence the reason that once we reached the last step (and there was a lot of them) I was thankful to see that we were still alone. But what I had found had me quickly blurting out,

  “You know I am starting to think that you have a thing for caves.” To which he scoffed a laugh before warning me,

  “This is where you refrain from making any Batman jokes or I promise you, Princess, I will drop you straight in there.” I giggled at his teasing and decided to push it,

  “You got it, Bruce.” At this he narrowed his eyes at me, and in a few long strides walked to the edge of the large pool of water before holding my body away from his chest and straight over the water, silently threatening to drop me.

  “Whoa! Okay, okay, you win…Jeez, don’t get your cape in a twist,” I said making him smirk down at me. Then, instead of just dropping me like he threatened, he walked us both into the water, making me hold myself tense for some reason expecting it to be cold.

  “It’s warm?” I asked with surprise making him just wink at me in return. The room wasn’t like any bathroom I had ever seen in all my life, but essentially that was what it was.

  The stairs led down onto the only flat surface in the whole room, which ended up being the only part that looked even somewhat conventional. This was because it had a vanity slab with a sink carved out of it and a flat vertical piece of rock sticking out. It was a polished piece of frosted glass that showed your image…or just about.

  The whole thing looked carved out of the same black stone that pretty much made up ninety nine percent of the place. A connecting wall opposite the unusual sink was where I gathered the toilet was, although I didn’t even want to know how that worked, as I didn’t exactly see this place having good plumbing.

  The rest of the space was taken up by a sunken infinity pool as the water overflowed the edges and into the frame of a slight cavity that I gathered captured all the overflowing water. I couldn’t exactly say what shape the pool was as it curved around corners and out of view. It also enveloped around the pillars of black shards that rose up like tree trunks, seemingly holding up the level above us. But this time, these shards were polished so much, it looked like black liquid rising up above us.

  This mimicked the carved stone below that held the deep pool of water, and if it hadn’t been for the many hanging wrought iron cages that hung down from the cathedral high ceilings, then it would have been in total darkness. But then with there being so many dotted about the cavernous space and each one being the size of an armchair holding a fire pit, then it made the entire cave room glow. I also had to say that the effect of the flames reflecting off the black water was so startling, it was hard to look at anything else.

  It was eerie and magical at the same time.

  This was because it was such a seductively dark place that I found myself turned on again and without even needing to look at the naked God that had me in his arms. But then it soon became clear that his intentions were for the reasons he first spoke of. As instead of picking up my legs and slamming me down on the length of him and fucking me in the pool, he started to clean me. He did this by grabbing a bar of soap and a sponge like material from a hidden shelf in the floor by the steps he had used to get us in the pool. Then he sat down, turned me around in his arms and went about cleaning me from behind, making me squirm the whole time.

  Which brought us to the discussion of me being clean, as it felt as though he
had literally gently scrubbed every inch of me…all except one piece that was.

  “Mmm, I am not sure what I prefer, the feel of you squirming wet and naked against the full length of my body or doing so wet and squirming against my face as you beg me to let you come,” he said making me groan out loud, unable to help replying,

  “I know which one I prefer.” He chuckled behind me, kissed the back of my head and said,

  “I know you do, Pet.” After this cocky statement, he finally got to that ‘one piece’ as he told me to lean forward. I thought little of it, doing as he asked but only tensing the moment I felt his fingertip gently trace the outline of my Hex, and also my still healing wound.

  “Fuck, but I have never wanted to kill a bitch so much in my entire existence,” he growled in anger, then before I could say anything about it, I heard a tearing flesh sound before his bleeding wrist was set in front of me,

  “Drink me down, Sweetheart, I want you healed.” This was mostly definitely a gentle demand as when I opened my mouth to tell him I was fine, he beat me too it and whispered the single word as a stern order in my ear,

  “Feed.”

  So, I did exactly that, leaving myself with little choice, especially when that torn wrist was placed at my lips. I latched on and did as I was told, drinking him down and doing so with greater need with every mouthful of blood I swallowed. I could also feel him getting hard behind me, and because I could feel the chill before the heat hit my body, I knew it was on its way. The great wave of pleasure that would crash into me, making me rock against his erection because of it.

  He growled low, a deep rumbling in his chest as before I knew it, I was suddenly gripped around the waist with a band of his arm and turned. I was then quickly being bent over the edge of the pool and I let my lips slip away from his wrist as I moaned,

  “Yes.” Not that he needed the encouragement. But in true Lucius fashion he did continue to make demands of me as I knew my mistake when he forced his wrist back to my lips and ordered more roughly this time,

  “Drink!” I did as I was told and the second I did, I dragged in more of his blood at the same time he thrust his cock deep inside me. This made me cry out around his bloody flesh, as the orgasm coursed right through me. It was just so dark and erotic that I couldn’t help but feel it building instantly again. It was the brutal hold he had on me, curling a gloved fist in my hair and forcing my back against his hard thrusts at the same time feeding me his blood.

  But then, I wanted him to feed me something else instead and the second time I pulled my lips away, I ignored his growl of disapproval and quickly explained,

  “I want you to feed me something else instead.” At this his body went still, before I felt him bend over me further, coming to the side of my face so his entire body was arched over mine.

  “You want to swallow me down, my sinful girl?” He asked in that throaty way. A huskiness that spoke volumes…it turned him the fuck on.

  I turned my face slightly to his and he let me, as my hair trailed freely through his fingers after he opened his fist.

  “Yes, I want to swallow you down,” I told him and at hearing this he growled in a lustful, primal way before pulling out of me. I turned around the second he gave me space to do so, sitting down on the step and watching as his intimidating size took a step up, so he towered above me. This put him at the perfect height and his even more perfect cock awaited me. I licked my lips whilst looking up at him, now faced with the hard and glistening length, with beads of water dripping off the end. But I didn’t want the water, I wanted his cum! I wanted him to mark me a different way, which was why it was time for me to gain some power back, and this time, doing so by making him beg for it.

  So, I started off slow, doing so by placing the pad of my tongue at the base of his cock and slowly licking my way to the top before swirling it around the head. I knew when it jerked and beaded with pre-cum that he liked it, no matter how painfully slow it had been. I did this again, and again and before long I was sucking down the length of it from one side and using my hand to jerk him off on the other. But during all this, I didn’t once take him all in my mouth…and soon, he knew exactly what I was doing.

  Because even when he did try to direct me to take more and should have become frustrated when I didn’t, it was then when he chuckled and told me,

  “If you think that by having you take your time worshipping my cock is going to get your own back on me, then you are vastly mistaken, Pet, as I could enjoy your talented mouth for hours before giving in to the impulse of forcing it down your pretty little throat to fuck.” Gods, but the crass dirtiness of his words only managed to turn me on more and because of it, I threw my plan out the window and decided to go for it! I suddenly sucked him down, making sure my lips were tight around the shaft as I went, and marvelling at the sound of him sucking air through his teeth. Ha, not so cocky now, I thought with pleasure and decided quickly on my new play…quick, fast, and intense.

  “Fuck!” He hissed, all cockiness gone being replaced by a man I was quickly bringing to the edge of orgasm a lot faster than he anticipated. I sucked him down, hard and fast, using my tongue flat against his length with each drag of my lips, swirling it around the top of his head before down I went again. Then I reached out and cupped his balls, making him hiss,

  “Fuck me…Gods, woman!” I smiled around his cock to let him feel it before I moaned in my own pleasure as I let my fingers slip under the water and work myself. I looked up at him to see him watching me, his eyes hooded and deep into the sexual sight. Then as my next moan vibrated against his shaft, he let his head fall back and muttered,

  “Gods, but your fucking mouth…” He said no more but I took it as a compliment all the same and continued with added vigour to my actions. It was only when I heard his tone change did I know I was close, that and a fist in my hair,

  “Slow down just a…fuck, Amelia, slow…Gods, fuck…fuck…fuck!” Then I only needed to go down on him three more strokes and soon he was roaring out, at the same time his hold on my hair tightened as if fearing that I would stop. But there was no way I was going to stop, not when it was getting me off too, and the second he groaned two things happened. The first was my main objective, when he came in my mouth and I started drinking him down. The second was when I came under the water, after rocking against my own fingers.

  I continued to swallow him down the best I could, admittedly choking a little around trying to get it all, and some spilt from my lips. But as it did this I didn’t want him to miss the erotic sight, so I looked up at him knowing he would get off on seeing his mark now on my face.

  I knew I was right when his eyes blazed down at me but if I had missed the obvious sight, then his words most definitely got the message across,

  “Fucking love this sight…sexiest fucking thing I ever saw!” He swore down at me, whilst softy caressing his thumb at my jawline before he pulled his cock slowly from my cum soaked lips. Then once it was free, that same thumb ran along my chin and up to my lips, gathering some of his release I had missed. This was so he could force it back into my mouth. I opened immediately, and he grinned down at me before saying,

  “My greedy little Princess.”

  After that, well then…

  I had to agree with him.

  24

  Hog Tied

  After our foreplay in Lucius’ strange bathroom, I ended up lying back against him in the pool, whilst he played with my hair and we talked about a few of the things we should have already spoken about…like his past.

  Of course, this started when he finally asked me what it was the Keepers of Three had shown me, much of which I knew was hard for him to hear. I could understand this, as there were parts that I knew he would have done anything in his power to keep from me, starting with witnessing first-hand how he had come to be the Vampire King he was today.

  But with this being said, I also wanted to keep the conversation as light as it could be, as after what we had both been
through, well, I think we needed this time between us. Obviously, we had checked hot make-up sex off the list, along with reunited lover’s dirty sex off that list too. Oh, and adding to it punishing oral sex which Lucius most definitely won at. But now, with me yawning every five minutes, Lucius was definitely getting the hint and despite me trying to hide it, he was soon lifting me from the water.

  “I think I tired my girl out,” he said in an amused tone and I replied,

  “What? I’m not ti…erred.” I said yawning halfway through that sentence, making him chuckle to himself as he placed me back on my feet. This was so he could wrap a lush robe around me. It was dark grey, thick, and like his bedsheets, unlike any other material I had ever felt before. But it was soft, big, and covered me up in warmth that felt comforting. Not as comforting as being in Lucius’ arms of course, speaking of which, that was precisely where he wanted me now. And well, I was so tired, I let him without a word of protest.

  He carried me back up the staircase and by the time he was laying me down on the bed my eyes were finding it hard to stay open. I felt the whoosh of air from his wings as he folded them away after using them to get us into bed. I felt the covers being pulled from under me, before Lucius rid me of my robe and covered my now clean naked body with the sheets.

  “And what do I do if I need the toilet in the middle of the night?” I asked referring to the cage of spikes that surrounded the bed, speaking now without opening my eyes. This was after I first felt him getting into bed beside me. He scoffed a laugh and said,

  “Hold it.” It was my turn to scoff this time as I opened one eye a crack to find him on his side, with a hand to his face, propped up on an elbow looking down at me. Then he reached out and flicked the collar still around my neck, reminding me that it was still there.