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kiasusam · #77 10-04-2017, 09:42 AM

CHAPTER 15

The rest of that week started the beginning of a new routine for us. Teren would leave me after dinner to do research with the family. Usually one or two of them would stay upstairs and occupy me, while the rest scoured over the books. I helped on occasion, but Teren liked me to stay away from it. He told me it was horrid stuff, and I shouldn’t have to deal with it in my condition, like somehow I’d stress myself to death if I poured over the journals with him. I told him not to be ridiculous, and he told me he could concentrate better if he wasn’t worrying about how I was handling the horrors. I sighed and left him to it.

He was right anyway; I never found anything but multiple atrocities in the writings. And I hated reading about any crime he’d committed against the mixed children…and there were a lot of them. He’d used them as guinea pigs for the “drug” that he’d used to force Teren’s conversion. He was curious to see on how young of a child it would work. He’d practiced on a lot of children. He may have been vague with names and places, but he was quite descriptive on all the horrendous details. Just reading about it had made me throw up.

Teren would take a short break when I got tired, to lie me down in bed and try and reassure me that, while they still hadn’t found anything specific enough yet, he was sure they were on the path to something. Then he’d disappear back downstairs, burning the midnight oil with Halina. He either slipped back into bed when I was unconscious or stayed up all night, but in the early morning he’d always kiss me goodbye before heading off to the city for his job, where he most likely whipped out his articles lightening fast and spent the rest of his time surfing online for leads.

I’d get up and trail Alanna, offering to help at every possible opportunity only to have her calmly tell me that she had everything under control and I should just rest or call my family.

I usually ended up doing that. I missed my family. Even though they weren’t that far away, and even though if I were home I wouldn’t see them anymore than I did now, there was just something about being forced apart from them that was lonely. But I wasn’t apart from them for very long.

My sister came by the day after I’d initially called her, blowing off school and spending the afternoon with me. She teared up when she saw my scar and laughed when my fangs distended without my permission, mid sentence. Once I told her that I had to concentrate on keeping them up 24/7, she spent the next several hours helping me hone my fang-hiding ability. By the time she left for the evening, I’d managed to keep them hidden away for most of the day.

That turned out to be helpful, since my mom came out the next night. While I loved seeing the plump, happy woman, having her there was stressful. For one, I had to wear a brace around my neck. A whiplash strain was a convenient way to hide my healing neck wound, but exceedingly annoying. But not as annoying as never getting out of bed and my mom took bed rest very seriously. If I hadn’t protested vehemently, she would have made me use a bed pan.

But even with those annoyances, it was the fear that made her visit stressful. The fear that I’d slip up – that I’d move too fast, or my fangs would pop out, or I’d answer a question that Alanna asked me, forgetting my mom couldn’t hear her through the walls. By the time my mom left for the night, I was exhausted, and hoped she stayed away for a few days. I hated thinking that.

Hot Ben ended up coming out nearly every night, which surprised the hell out of me. I sort of figured he was done with the whole lot of us, but after a couple of days sequestering himself with Tracey, he started showing up late in the evening, usually around the time I was headed off to bed, and then headed down with the others to pour over notes and journals.

I couldn’t have been more shocked by his turn around. Not too long ago, he would have had a mini coronary over the very idea of going down into Halina’s rooms, deep under the earth. From what I could hear before I zonked out, Halina seemed to have shifted into a level of respect for him, and stopped the seductive, terrifying banter that she used to use on him. The conversations that flowed around that room were all business.

And all about me. How to save me. How to save the children. And how to find more mixed like them, in the hopes that someone would have an answer.

When the following week plotted out in much the same way, I began to think I might never see my husband again. I know he was trying to save me, but in the process, he was seeing less and less of me. Especially when he started getting home later and later, sometimes not making it back until the time I was ready for bed. He’d always call or text me, telling me specifically where he was, since our bond only gave me the general idea of his location, and that he was checking into a lead from the journals.

They’d been able to pinpoint a few places in the State that were cryptically referenced in them. Nearly two weeks after the attack had Teren calling me from work, letting me know that the right questions, payouts, and from what I’d heard, some of Halina’s unique mind control talents, had finally successfully led them to a group of vampires, albeit pureblood vampires, just outside of Santa Rosa. He called around lunch, to let me know that he was checking it out after work, once the sun went down

kiasusam · #78 10-04-2017, 09:44 AM

“Teren, no, don’t go walking into a strange vampire’s home alone. Be smart about this, please?”

I scratched my healed, but still itchy neck as he laughed in a way that was supposed to relax me. My sharper hearing heard the lie behind it though; he was nervous, even if he’d never admit it. “I’ll be fine, Emma. It’s no different than going to a human’s house. They won’t harm me without cause, and I don’t plan to give them one. I just need to know what they know, about vampires like me.”

I sighed and sat down on our bed, cradling the phone to my ear and wishing it were him. “Please? Come home first, make love to me, and then go with Halina.” I was hoping the sex part might persuade him. I’d been having lonely nights for awhile now.

And he did pause as that sunk in. “It will be quicker if I just go after work. Besides, I’m not going alone.”

I rubbed a hand over my expanding belly, feeling a twin wrestling for space with the other. “Huh?” I could hear Alanna and Imogen talking in Imogen’s room, and Halina was sleeping out the remnants of the sun downstairs. I didn’t know who he was talking about.

“Ben is coming with me.” I unintentionally laughed at that, part out of nerves, part disbelief. Hot Ben was his backup…seriously? I swear I could hear Teren frown into the phone. “Why is that funny? Between the two of us, he’s the one that has actually staked a vamp before.”

I sighed. Because, confident or not now, all I picture when I think of Hot Ben is the guy who begged me to not let Teren eat him. “He’s human, Teren. You’re walking in there with a meal? You know how that jerk-off reacted to Ben and me. He didn’t see people, he saw a buffet.”

He sighed too. “One bad seed doesn’t make them all bad. Look, I’ve met vampires before. On rare occasions, when some have been out traveling or hunting, they’ve come across our scent and have come out to the ranch to say hello. They are not all like him. He was…off.” I wanted to protest, but honestly, the only vampires I knew were Adams vampires. He took my silence as acceptance. “We’ll be fine. I’ll see you before bed.”

“Fine, you better,” I muttered sullenly.

He laughed and I closed my eyes, memorising the sound, sensing his location, so incredibly far from me that it felt like the other side of the Country. Tears started slipping down my cheeks and I sniffled, just once. “Hey, Emma, don’t cry. I’m doing this for you. I love you.”

“I know. I just miss my husband.” I let myself sniffle again, since he’d already heard it.

He paused and I heard him rustling around. I pictured him running a hand through his hair, torn. “I tell you what, when I get home, we’ll go upstairs and I’ll stay with you. I’ll give you me, for as long as you want. I’ll be your husband, over and over again.”

Desire shot right through me at hearing his words. Our “reunions” when he got home, had continued to be heated ones, but he always pulled himself away from me. Always let duty clear his mind and calm his body. I wanted, just once, to let that crazy passion just run away with us. “No stopping?” I asked slowly.

He laughed, a smile creeping into his voice. “Definitely, no stopping.”

I smiled that he had understood my vague question. I wanted to feel that intensity. My body was already burning with the need for it, but first, he’d be doing something possibly really dangerous. “Be careful, be safe. Come home to me.”

“I will. I love you.”

I repeated his sentiment and then we hung up. I sighed and sank down to my bed, wishing he was home and not miles away from me, about to get even further. After a couple long sighs, Alanna asked if I was alright. I told her I was, not having to elaborate on my mood since she’d heard that entire conversation. I wasn’t as embarrassed about that as I would have been, probably because I could hear everything too, and in this house, someone was always having an intimate conversation or moment. After awhile, you just sort of got used to it.

Later in the day I smelled the enticing aroma of fresh blood from a recent kill. It compelled me to walk downstairs to the kitchen, where the scent in the house was the strongest. Alanna smiled and gave me a swift hug as she cleaned herself up. She and Jack had been outside, making a new batch of fresh steaks. Blooding the cow was Alanna’s favorite part, for obvious reasons, and she was freezing containers of it for her family. By the number of freezer tight boxes, it had been a big cow.

I momentarily felt bad that I used up so much of their blood, especially since I could eat regular food too, but Alanna brushed off my concerns, telling me that she and the girls ate less and less every year. Halina could even go a few days without even noticing it. She said they’d met older vamps who could go weeks. Teren could only go a few hours before he needed a quick fix.

I sat and talked with her about some of the vampires that had visited the ranch, wanting to hear about the non-evil kind, so I would stop picturing bad things happening to Teren. She sat a small glass of plasma in front of me, and told me a story about a very nice female couple that had stopped by a few years ago. She laughingly told me that they’d been quite taken with Teren, when he’d come up to visit over the weekend while they were there. She started to explain how one of them had tried to bite him and my eyebrows shot up my forehead. I was concerned over that, but seeing my face, she quickly shook her head and said, “Oh, no she wasn’t attacking him, she was…” She stopped talking and bit her lip, maybe realising that perhaps Teren’s wife wouldn’t want to hear about this.

kiasusam · #79 10-04-2017, 09:46 AM

I flushed, realising that she was talking about foreplay. I remembered Teren telling me that vamps did feed off each other, and I remembered his devilish smile when he’d said he would like it. I knew I was his first bite, but had he been bitten? Curious, I peeked up at Alanna. “Did she? Bite him?”

Alanna busied herself with cleaning up the kitchen, her hands moving blurringly fast. “I don’t think so,” she said lowly. “Anyway, they left soon after that. Nice couple.” She started humming as I narrowed my eyes at her.

Right, she didn’t think so. Teren and I were seriously going to have to have the exes talk. I could see that now. Taking my empty glass, she immediately switched over to tales of male guests. The sun went down while she was talking and Halina sauntered into the room, sitting up on a stool and delighting in the conversation she’d walked into. She went into graphic detail on a couple of the male vampires that had crossed paths with her. I blushed furiously and studied anything but Halina’s face as she told me every horrid thing that I was afraid Teren had done with that female. Yeah, we definitely needed the talk.

I sighed as I felt his location. It had shifted a few hours ago, when he’d gotten off work and headed to the vampire’s home. And it unfortunately hadn’t shifted any closer to me; he’d headed miles north, towards Santa Rosa. I hadn’t felt the distance lengthen or shorten since it had stopped; he was still there. I hated it, knowing where he was but not “how” he was. I wondered if it would just stop if he died. Would the GPS binging in my head vanish the second he was staked, or would it continue to go off until his dead body was disposed of? I closed my eyes. God, I did not want to think about that.

Imogen’s cool hand went to my shoulder, as she’d come in to join us. “He’ll be alright, dear.”

Halina stood up, adjusting her short skirt. “Yeah, it’s just a vamp nest, a small one even. He and Ben will be fine.” She smiled crookedly as she mentioned Ben, and I wondered how she knew all the details. She’d been asleep when he’d called. That could only mean that they’d discussed this plan last night.

Irritation at that flowed through me. I hated being left out of loops. “Why aren’t you with him? Aren’t you the protector? Isn’t that your role?” I snapped that at Halina and the entire room silenced. No one generally talked to Halina like that.

She cocked her head as she stared at me. I couldn’t tell if she’d laugh, or knock me off my chair. She leaned into me, her hands going to her hips. Her ageless eyes burned with a sudden anger. “You know nothing, about what I am,” she said coldly. Then, abruptly, she straightened and smiled. “Besides, he’d be done by the time I got all the way out there.” Blinking at her sudden mood shift, I watched her turn to leave the room. “It would be a waste of my time,” she said before she left.

Still dazed by the display, I turned my eyes back to Alanna. She was watching her grandmother intently. When I felt Halina leave the house and then the property, going for a run apparently, Alanna’s eyes came down to mine. “Teren forbid her.” She shrugged. “It’s sort of a sore point.”

I cocked my head. “He…? Why would he do that?”

Alanna bit her lip and looked over at Imogen. Imogen shrugged, her grandmotherly appearance looking a little lost as to how to explain it. She tried anyway. “Mother…might know these vampires, and they may not…react well, if she showed up.”

I tilted my head at her, even more confused. “What? Does Teren know them?”

Imogen shook her head, a dark lock of hair escaping from her loose bun. “No, this was before he was born.” I raised my eyebrows, waiting for an explanation, and she eventually sighed and shrugged. “We think it’s this woman vampire, who may or may not have had this mate, who Mother may or may not have slept with, at some point, when she and her mate may or may not have still been together.” She shrugged again. “It’s all very vague, and we’re not really sure. Teren just didn’t want to start out confrontationally, if it really was the woman we think it is.”

I dropped my jaw at the revelation. “He’s going to see the scorned woman of his great-grandmother’s lover?”

Alanna and Imogen shared a look and then they both shrugged. “Possibly,” Alanna answered.

I shook my head, irritated at the little vampiric soap opera. “She’s going to stake him when she realises who he is.”

Alanna quickly shook her head. “He won’t tell her.”

I groaned and ran my hands back through my hair. “You all look exactly alike! He’s a walking advertisement of Halina’s genes! All of you need to start keeping that in mind!” I knew I was ranting, but I really was not a fan of being left out of plans.

Alanna looked at Imogen like she was seeing the resemblance for the first time. I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Hmmm,” Alanna muttered. “You do have a point.” Quickly she turned back to me and smiled a warm, reassuring smile. “It will be fine. The nest was only her and her new mate.” She grinned and started making dinner for Jack and me. Looking over her shoulder, she added, “Rumor is, she staked the old one.”

I closed my eyes, not feeling any better.

I didn’t feel any better during dinner either, as I felt each long minute that he was north of me, tick by. I didn’t start to feel better until Alanna was clearing away everyone’s dishes. Then I started to feel a lot better. It happened like it always happened. The minute that blip on my internal radar started moving in my direction, I started to feel it. It was faint as first, since he was so far from me, and I only closed my eyes and inhaled deeply.

Halina across from me chuckled as I felt her eyes on me. She was still wildly amused by my reaction to Teren coming home. “He’s on his way,” she muttered, laughing a little on the end.

I stayed in my chair, stiff and straight, with my eyes closed. The pull was faint, but I knew it would get stronger and I was starting to prepare myself. This was just what I did when Teren came back to me every day. I found some place to stay very still and practiced my deep breathing. That usually worked for awhile.

kiasusam · #80 10-04-2017, 09:50 AM

He was farther away from me than usual, and I sat in that chair for over an hour as the other vamps went about their evening routines, Alanna and Jack going downstairs with Imogen to look over the books, Halina staying seated across from me, watching.

Eventually, as he got closer, my mouth dropped open and my breaths came in shorter pulls. My hands came up to the table, holding onto the edge so hard that I was probably marring it. He was within a mile of me, approaching fast. That’s when things really intensified. It was like we were two huge magnets, each fine, and fully functioning as long as we were kept apart, but start bringing us closer to each other, and you could practically feel the energy crackle between us. The thought that we weren’t going to do anything to stop that unbelievable energy, wasn’t making my waiting any easier.

As I ran a hand through my hair and down my suddenly dry throat, I heard Halina’s curious voice across from me. “It’s so fascinating. Just him coming closer to you, drives you into a frenzy.” I heard her plop her elbows on the table, but didn’t crack my eyes open to look. “And he feels it too, so it’s not the pregnancy.” I heard her sit back in her chair as she continued to speculate. “It has to be the blood. It has to be because he spawned you.”

Near panting now, I finally opened my eyes and looked over at her. She had her head tilted to the side as she watched me struggle for control. “Why…would that…do this?” I got out between shallow breaths.

She shrugged, her brow bunched. “I don’t know. I didn’t exactly keep my creator around long enough to ask.” She grinned coldly and I shuddered, remembering that she had ended his life shortly upon him turning her. She’d never wanted this life. She’d let him know that.

While I was wrestling with controlling the buildup in me, Halina spoke in an oddly serious voice. “I know that I may seem…standoffish to you at times, but I do care about your fate, about the children’s fate.” My eyes widened at her rare sincerity, especially towards me. Her pale eyes took in my startled expression. She shook her head, her youthful eyes sad. “But…I’m not human anymore, Emma, and I haven’t been for a long time. And while the others may share some of my traits, none of them truly understand what being pure blood means. The constant desires I push back. The alieness I feel inside of me…”

Her voice trailed off as she looked away from me. My body started shifting two different ways, desire and anxiousness over Teren approaching, sympathy and compassion for the reluctant vampire before me. As my breath increased even more with my struggle, her eyes slid back to me. “If you make it through this, I pray for your sake, that you end up more like Teren…and less like me.”

I thought to reply to that, but instead, my head snapped around to the hallway leading to the front door when I felt Teren hit the driveway. Before I knew it, I was standing, my chair knocked over from where I’d streaked upright. Halina laughed and walked over to fix it. I glanced at her, at all the traces of her previous comments gone and the return of her sultry self, but the fire in my body was taking over too quickly to worry about her anymore.

Whimpering in frustration, I let my hands trail over my body, trying feebly to end the ache. It didn’t do anything, but it gave my restless body something else to concentrate on while I waited. This is when it got really bad, when he was super close. I got the feeling that if something or someone detained one of us right now, I would literally explode. It would not be pretty.

Luckily, none of the vamps here were going to try and halt our connection. They knew better. I streaked to the parking lot when I felt him pull up, Halina darting ahead of me to open the damn door.

I was at the side of the newly repaired Prius before he’d even shut it off. I yanked on the door, accidently pulling a hinge off with my revved up strength, and pulled him out of the car. He was on me in a flash – hands, lips, tongues - I was practically crawling over him as the magnets inside us completed the circuit, our bodies all the more energized for it.

Knowing he’d promise to not stop this, I started tugging at clothing. I heard the buttons of his shirt pop off as I ripped it open. A low growl escaped his chest as his hands tangled in my wild-in-the-slight-breeze hair.

A few feet away from where we were mauling each other, I heard Teren’s other car door open. I heard a foot crunch onto the gravel and the smell of aftershave and body wash hit me. As I pulled Teren’s ruined shirt off his shoulders, I heard a startled voice say, “Um…guys?”

Wanting privacy, I jumped up, swinging my legs over so Teren would catch me in his arms. Luckily for me, he did. “Bed,” I muttered, in the one second break between our kisses.

He grunted some sort of response and then he was moving, streaking us upstairs, to finally relish this heat, instead of pushing it away.

As the world rushed by, my super hearing heard Hot Ben mutter, “What the hell was that?”

As Teren kicked in our door, breaking the frame, I heard Halina reply with, “That’s just how they say hello now.”

Teren set me down by the bed and we started ripping off clothes. Panting, I finished tearing off his outfit. Literally. I ruined everything he’d been wearing. Between our erotic noises, I whispered, “She’s right, we never say hello anymore.”

Finished peeling off my clothes, his lips attached to my neck. “Hello,” he muttered into my skin, before he dragged his tongue up to my ear.

Letting out a husky laugh, I heard Hot Ben enter the house and say to Halina beside him, “It was weird. You should have seen him in the car, it was like he wanted to tear the seat to pieces, he was so antsy. He wouldn’t even talk to me, wouldn’t even drive me home.”

Teren’s body, naked before me, pressed into me and I groaned loudly. Not loud enough for a still confused Ben, but loud enough for the others. Halina laughed as she responded to him. “Yes, she’s like that too. It’s very entertaining.”

Teren laid me down on the bed harshly, not hard enough to hurt our children, but rough enough that I bounced on it. He was laying beside me in a flash, his cool, hard body along the side of mine, igniting me. “You were gonna rip apart the seats?” I breathily asked him, turned on even more by the image.

His hand slipped down between my thighs and I groaned again. “You have no idea. I couldn’t wait to get home to you. I couldn’t get here fast enough.” His breath cool in my ear electrified me. His fingers running up and down my slick skin brought me right to the brink.

“Me too,” I moaned as his finger dipped inside me, taking me right over the brink. I cried out and clutched his hair tight.

As my ecstatic groans died off, I heard Ben say, “So…what are they doing now?”

As Teren’s cool mouth darted down to replace his fingers, and another loud cry echoed throughout the room as a second orgasm instantly hit me, I heard Halina laugh and tell him, “Guess.”

Ben laughed as well as I came down off my second high. Teren flipped me to my side, coming up behind me. As my stomach was generally in the way when we faced each other, this was how we could be the closest. His chest rested against my back and I felt the rumble of a growl through my skin. I turned my head to him, my fangs extending as I lost control on them, but he kissed me anyway. He lifted my leg up around his hip and swept a hand down to my core again, prepping me for him.

He dropped his head to my shoulder, his fangs prickling my skin as he dragged them across me teasingly. I panted as he brought me right back to the edge again, it really didn’t take much at this point. The energy buzzing between us was intensifying everything we naturally felt for each other, and not really caring about anything but being with him, I let out a loud cry when he removed his fingers and entered me. Then he was plunging deep and hard, grunting with each thrust. He grabbed my hip as he rocked me back and forth, pulling me closer, deeper. I bent forward a bit, away from him, allowing him to go as deep as he could. He gasped and muttered my name.

Careful not to hurt me, but plunging harder, faster, and even deeper, he let out more noises than he usually did. He was animalistic, ravaging me with the beast within, not reigning in his vampiric nature like he usually did. His unrestraint drove me to madness, and I blocked out Halina telling Ben that we were, “About to bring the house down.”

kiasusam · #81 10-04-2017, 10:01 AM

My hand clenched the sheets in front of me as he continued pounding into me. The passion between us only escalated, until he finally growled deep and slowed his hips, coming in me. Feeling that release, hearing him groan in the most erotic way, I came again too - a particularly hard and particularly long one. Third time’s a charm.

We rode out the sensation in tiny hip movements and bursts of staggered breaths. Eventually, he stopped moving completely and sagged against my back. Heart racing, breath heavy, I sagged against him too. He removed himself and laced his arms around me, burying his head in my neck. “I love you,” he muttered.

I could only grunt a series of sounds that sort of sounded like I love you too. He chuckled and snuggled into me, reaching over me for the covers we’d shucked aside in our haste. I sighed as the thick warmth enveloped me, protected me from the chill of his extremities. His core, the part that had been actively rubbing up against me, that was quite warm.

As our breaths returned to normal, the intense energy dissipating, I heard an ongoing conversation that I’d managed to block out as things had gotten a little…intense, at the end.

“…so she started chucking things at him! It was hilarious.” I heard Hot Ben sigh and Halina laugh.

I twisted my head to Teren. “The vampire chucked things at you?”

He sighed and kissed my shoulder. “Yeah, she took one look at me and knew exactly who I was.” I twisted around to him and he shook his head. “See, Great-Gran knew the vampire’s boyfriend-”

I cut him off, Alanna already having explained the dramatics to me. “They told me.” I shook my head as I looked over his face, his hair rumpled, but perfect. “I told them she’d know who you were.”

He raised an eyebrow at that and I heard Halina mumble, “We can’t help it if we’re unforgettably attractive.”

Teren rolled his eyes and looked down at the floor. “Well, she definitely remembered you. You may want to stay out of Santa Rosa for awhile…or maybe even the State.”

Halina snorted. “She should get over it. I mean, if you think about it, I did the cow a favour.”

Teren sighed and snuggled back into my skin. “Right,” he muttered, just as Ben asked, “What did you say, Halina?”

I grinned and laughed at the fact that I was now privy to all these secret conversations. Well, the ones I was awake enough to hear anyway. Just as I was about to ask Teren what had happened, and maybe berate him for not telling me the entire situation before he went over there, I heard Hot Ben continue with, “Yeah, she went off on him for like 20 minutes…but then, this big vamp showed up. Things got a little hairy after that.”

Teren sighed and rolled onto his back. I twisted all the way around to face him. “What happened?” I asked, my hands running over his chest.

He looked over at me, his brows bunched. “He defended his girl’s honor, knocked me around a little.”

I sat up on an elbow and gaped at him. From downstairs, I heard a deep growl coming from Halina and Ben asking her if she was okay. Teren sat up with me, a hand going around my neck. “I’m fine. He didn’t even leave a mark.” He smirked at that and showed me his bare body. I frowned, knowing any “mark” would have healed by now anyway. That didn’t mean he hadn’t been hurt.

He sighed and rested his head against mine. “I’m fine.” He pulled back, his fingers running through my hair. “Eventually, I got them talking to me, explained what I was looking for.” He sighed, his pale eyes flicking over my face, his own suddenly apologetic. He shook his head. “They didn’t know anything.” He sighed again and looked down at the floor, at Halina. “Nothing about others like me anyway. They had another name.” He looked back up at me. “Another nest of pure bloods.” He shrugged. “But that’s it.”

I exhaled a held breath and shaking my head, pulled him into me for a tight hug. My arms around his neck ran through his hair, pulling his head into me. I never wanted to let him go. I closed my eyes and bit back the tears, knowing that I had to let him go. I had to, or we’d lose everything.

He sighed and held me tight. “I love you, Emma,” he told me again.

I sighed and nodded. “I love you too.”

I heard Halina start to grill Ben over the details of this new nest and heard his startled reply that she knew about that. She didn’t tell him that she’d just heard Teren mention it, and I was sure Hot Ben was now wondering if she was a mind reader too. I’d imagine that would freak him out, to think that.

Teren and I exhaled softly and relaxed back to the pillows, content to stay with each other while Hot Ben explained the details to the others. He went downstairs and repeated it to Alanna and Imogen, who had probably heard it the first time, and then he asked for a ride home.

I sighed and snuggled into Teren’s cool shoulder, glad that he was with me, if even for just one night. In fact, he only left my side to grab a glass of blood from the kitchen. Throwing some clothes on before he left our room, and looking a bit sheepish at our door that would no longer close properly, he ran into Ben as he was leaving with Imogen, who’d offered to give him a ride back to his house.

I heard laughter and playful ribbing, as Ben chided him on our “reunion” in the parking lot, telling him that he’d have to get his car fixed again since I’d ruined the door, and then Ben left the house, muttering that he wanted some hot sex like that. I grinned, knowing that he probably had more adventurous sex on a day to day basis with Tracey, than most men got in their entire lifetime.

As quick as he could, Teren was back in bed with me, sipping on a tall, steaming glass and handing me one of my own. Even though I’d gorged myself at dinner, I greedily took the glass and began chugging it down, once again feeling guilty over how much I drank. Teren laughed at my enthusiasm, his fangs red and extended, and sat by my side on the bed, throwing an arm around my shoulders. I relaxed into his side, loving how deeply we were connected, and hoping it lasted. Hoping I lasted.

kiasusam · #82 10-04-2017, 10:08 AM

I felt Teren’s eyes on me as we drank and turned to see him smiling at me. Tentatively, he reached out and ran his finger down one of my fangs. It was like an instant jolt of electricity though me when he did that. I half closed my eyes and wondered if my sort of sore body could handle a round two.

“These are beautiful,” he whispered, removing his hand.

I blushed, opening my eyes and looking away from him. “You’re just saying that to make me feel better about this. I know I look…” I couldn’t finish that and sighed softly, a hormonal sadness sweeping over me.

His fingers came around to my jaw, turning me back to him. He opened his mouth wider, showing me his teeth, licked cleaned and once again pearly white. “You don’t find these attractive?” he asked, as he smiled at me with a self assuredness that took my breath.

I sighed, smiling myself. “You know I do.” I grinned and ran my finger down his. He shuddered. “These are very sexy.”

His smile turned devilish, his teeth only emphasizing it. “I feel the same about yours. I find them equally as attractive. ” He tilted his head and ran some of his cool fingers back through my hair. “Now, you can take my word on that…” he bit his lip, his fangs still extended, “or I could show you, again, exactly what you do to me?” He raised an eyebrow suggestively at me and I felt my skin flush.

I bit my lip carefully, so I didn’t actually bite my lip. His eyes tracked the movement. My eyes locked onto his teeth. “I believe you,” I said softly, replaying our last encounter. Then I shook my head nestled in his shoulder. “But mine just don’t look natural to me yet, not like yours.” I sighed as I looked over his smiling, attractive face, his eyes still focused on my mouth. “Yours are very beautiful too,” I said quietly. His eyes flashed up to mine and he smiled warmly at me. I grinned and added, “Some vamps can have thin, reedy teeth, or wide, ugly teeth. Yours are very nicely proportioned.”

He laughed at my description and then said, “You’re checking out other vampires now?” He took a sip of his blood while I laughed.

“Just on TV.”

He grinned and shook his head, setting his empty glass on the nightstand. With a playful twist of his lips, he leaned in to kiss my neck. “Well…my teeth aren’t the only beautiful and well proportioned things about me.”

I laughed huskily at that, but my breath quickened and my body let me know that, yeah, I could so handle a round two…or three, or four… Swallowing as he pulled my glass out of my hands, I muttered, “Beautiful? Really?”

Laughing into my skin, he muttered, “Just going with the theme of the evening.”

I started to laugh, but then his mouth and hands were on me and I found I couldn’t focus. I heard him inhale me, inhale my desire for him, and a shaky breath escaped from the both of us. As his fingers brushed over my bare body, I heard Halina mutter, “God, I’m not listening to this again.” After that, I felt her leave the house. Good riddance.

My breath sped up as I looked over the desire building in his face. “I want you, fangs or no fangs.” He looked over the desire building in my face and grinned crookedly. “And I think you want me too.”

Boy, did I ever.

He carefully pulled my bare body over onto his lap and I straddled him, my knees on either side of his hips. Making love with my giant stomach between us wasn’t exactly the most romantic thing in the world, but the hormones in my body weren’t exactly shouting moonbeams and sonnets, if you know what I mean. I had an acute ache, an ache that was growing larger by the second, and I needed him to fill it. Luckily, he didn’t seem to mind the girth between us, and by his breath and his face, he was feeling the same ache I was. I found my confirmation of that when I lowered my bare hips to his lap. He had a very profound ache.

He sat up with me, stringing his fingers through the hair at the back of my head as he pulled me in for a deep kiss. His tongue matched the pace of my hips as I rocked against him. He groaned in my mouth, his tongue very carefully stroking my still extended fangs. I moaned at the sensation and ground harder into his hips, needing him much deeper.

Suddenly a rumble sounded loudly throughout the room, startling me. I was used to low feral noises from Teren when he got in that mood, but these noises had been different than the growls I associated with him. These were different, because I could still feel the lingering vibrations along my ribs, along my skin. These were different because they had come from my chest, not Teren’s. I sat back on his lap, breaking our intense make out session.

"OMG, I growled at you!”

He smirked and leaned in for my neck. “I know, it was hot.”

I pulled away and twisted my lips at him. “How is me growling at you hot?”

He raised an eyebrow and I felt myself flushing. I knew what he was going to say – ‘isn’t it hot when I do it?’ And it was. That always got some sort of response from my body; I just wasn’t used to being the one making the animal noises. He started to reply and I cut him off with my lips, leaning back into his body.

“Don’t say it,” I muttered and I could feel him chuckling beneath me.

To Be Continued on Next Chapter ... ... ...

kiasusam · #83 10-04-2017, 01:33 PM

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kiasusam · #84 11-04-2017, 09:19 AM

CHAPTER 16

After that amazing night of reconnecting over and over again (a feat that eventually also drove Alanna and Imogen from the house), my husband became a ghost. Not literally, but for as much as he was around after that night, he may as well have been a vague spirit in the house - sensed but never seen.

It started the very next night when he followed up on the lead that the scorned vampire had given him. I was worried when he called and told me he that he wouldn’t be home until tomorrow. That worried me for several reasons. One, was the fact that the nest was so far away that he had to stay overnight somewhere, promising he’d be back late Saturday afternoon.

Secondly, I was worried because Teren was anxious, too worried that he wouldn’t find the nest in time to wait the few hours until sundown when Halina could go with him. He assured me that she would catch up with him when she could, but he wasn’t going to wait for her. As it was still daylight when he left, he couldn’t take any of the mixed vampires with him either. Alanna maybe, but even she wouldn’t feel good, riding in a sun-filled car for hours. That meant he had to take Hot Ben again. Yeah, I still didn’t know what to feel about that, other than worried.

But lastly, I was afraid of him facing more vampires. Maybe that one asshole vamp that had bitten me had put me off on the whole species, but I was filled with anxiety over him going out and knocking on the doors of potentially dangerous people. I mean, as strong as he was, he was a third generation mixed. Strength-wise, that was comparable to a teenager going up against a WWE wrestler. Well, maybe not that drastic, Teren was incredibly strong, but he would be outmatched if things turned violent before Halina got there, Hot Ben guardian or no Hot Ben guardian.

And I couldn’t help the thought that this scorned vampire had sent him to some biker gang vampire nest or something, just to have him be ripped to pieces, to send a message to Halina. I was pretty sure that if that were the case, Halina would retaliate by frying the woman, but who knows, maybe she’d consider that a risk worth taking. All of it made me nauseous.

So the twins and I muddled around the house, reading, helping Alanna with housework, when I begged her for something to do, making phone calls to my friends and family, and having conversations with the vampires, in-between their research project of saving my life, or more importantly, the twin’s lives.

With Teren gone, I poured over the journals as well, my stomach battling itself over whether to feel revulsion over what I was reading, or fear over Teren’s overnight trip. Imogen stroked my arm as she read beside me, her pale, youthful eyes giving me concerned glances. Jack and Alanna talked in the corner over a particularly nasty section in the book that involved eradicating a group of “breeders” – humans, wives and husbands – and I put a hand on my stomach and sighed, looking at the stone wall of Halina’s room to where my Teren-sense told me he was, miles away from me.

“He’ll be fine, dear.”

I looked back at Imogen after she said that. Noticing her tight smile, I thought maybe she was just as concerned as I was. “I know,” I whispered, wanting to comfort her as much as she was trying to comfort me. At least we were all in our fear together.

“He’d better be,” I heard Halina growl from the other side of the room, pacing as she waited for the final rays of sunlight to fade. “I will hold that bitch personally responsible if she led Teren into a trap.” Halina’s eyes flashed pure anger as a low growl rumbled from her throat. “And she knows better than to mess with me.”

Alanna put a hand on her arm and the teenage-looking vampire straightened and silenced. I nodded, oddly reassured by that, and continued pouring over the lunatic’s ramblings. 10 minutes later the sun apparently set, because Halina darted out of the house and zipped away at a brisk pace.

My eyes closed a few hours before dawn as my head dropped down to the grimy paper.

After hours of looking at horrid acts of cruelty, my sleeping mind replayed a night that I hadn’t visited for awhile in my dreams. I started having a nightmare of that man and his cruelties to both of us. And since it was a nightmare, my mind only increased the horrors. Instead of him ruthlessly kicking Teren’s shattered shins, I visualised him plunging stakes through them, pinning him to the ground as he screamed. And since being pregnant now felt more natural to me than not being pregnant, I imagined myself swollen with life, chained to that wall beside Teren. As Teren screamed, unable to help me, I watched the man come up to me with a cruel smile, and with a flick of his wrist, cut a deep slice along my abdomen, viciously ripping that life out of me. Slumping to the ground in a fog of pain, I saw their perfect, pink faces, their tiny fangs just visible on their newborn smiles as he coldly snapped their necks.

I woke up screaming.

Cool hands were on me in an instant, as a tall muscular body slid into a bed with me. I vaguely registered that one of the vampires must had carried me back to my room after I’d fallen asleep; good thing they were all strong. “Emma, it’s alright, I’m here.” Teren’s cool breath hit my ear as sobs continued pouring from my mouth.

kiasusam · #85 11-04-2017, 09:21 AM

He pulled me into his chest, his body lightly shaking as he struggled to contain the energy we usually felt when we were reunited. I’d been asleep during the build-up and wasn’t riled up like he was, but he was gentlemanly enough to try and not ravage me while I was so obviously grieved. He only stroked my back comfortingly and kissed my head. I knew from experience just how much restraint he was using, and loved him all the more for it.

I clung to every part of him that I could, knowing I was making that restraint harder for him, but needing his comfort. Through sobs, I muttered, “I’m so glad you’re back. I had such a bad dream.”

He sighed in a way that sort of sounded like a groan. “It’s okay. No one hurt me, I’m fine.”

I shook my head against his chest. My nightmare hadn’t been about him meeting with vampires. “No, I dreamt that that man had taken us again…and our babies. He…he…” I couldn’t even speak the horror out loud and started sobbing again.

Teren’s light shaking stopped as he stiffened in my arms. “Did you read the journals last night?” His voice, while not angry, was not pleased.

I bit my lip and looked up at his face. The room was dark, the early morning rays blocked out by the heavy curtains closed over them, and his eyes glowed soothingly at me. I took a moment to absorb that comfort before I answered him. He waited patiently, knowing that he was soothing me, and then I noticed that he was staring at my eyes too, and that his face seemed to be relaxing. Then I noticed that his features were being lit in an odd way, not from his eyes, but from an outside source. There were no lights in the dark room and I was horribly confused, until I realised that…my eyes were glowing.

I widened them in shock and held a hand in front of my face. Sure enough, I could clearly see my palm, highlighted in a way that had nothing to do with Teren’s glow. I’d never noticed this before. I hadn’t realised I’d gotten this vampiric side effect too. I don’t know why I’d never thought of that. I guess I’d just had too many other things on my plate to notice.

“My eyes glow now, Teren,” I said through hiccups, as my breath tried to stabilise.

“I know, don’t change the subject.” His voice was slightly amused, but serious.

I looked back up at him, his brows bunched as he watched me. I struggled to remember his question. “Um…yes, sorry. I wanted to help,” I said, a slight whine to my voice.

He sighed and pulled my head to his. Resting his cheek on my hair, I heard him inhale me, inhale every trace of the world I’d encountered while he’d been gone. I found myself doing the same with him, cringing a bit at the scent of cheap, imitation perfume; the vampire had been a girl again.

“Do you think giving yourself nightmares is helping, Emma,” he said softly into my hair. I started to object but he pulled back, eyeing me seriously. “I want you mellow, relaxed.” His hand came up to lightly stroke my cheek. “Let me worry about finding the mixed. You…” his hand came down to rest on my belly, a child kicking him in response, “take care of our children.” He smiled as he rubbed my stomach. “And stop stressing, please?”

I gave him a half grin and then finally nodded, relaxing into his side. We were silent for a few moments and then I asked him about the nest. He sighed and rested his head against mine. “They weren’t happy about me barging in on them, asking questions, but they did have an answer for me.” I lifted my head to look at him and he shrugged, the glow of his eyes shaking with the movement. “It wasn’t violent, Emma, I promise.”

I nodded and asked, “And?” I hoped he’d tell me that they’d said something like, “Mixed? Oh, yeah, there’s a group of them that meet for hot fudge sundaes every Saturday morning at the Ghirardelli Ice Cream shop in the Square.”

Teren sighed. “They didn’t know anything about me, but they gave me more names, a few this time.”

I sighed and slumped down to his chest. I guess my scenario had been a little farfetched. Mixed were rare. We’d be lucky to find one, let alone a group of them. Teren sighed with me and kissed my head. I peeked up at him. “I thought you’d be gone longer. How come you’re home? Not that I mind.”

I smiled and he smiled down at me. “The pull. I found them much faster than I thought I would, and Ben and I were done by the time Great-Gran caught up with us.” He chuckled. “She was not happy about immediately having to turn around and run home to beat the sun, but she didn’t want to stay holed up in a strange place for a full day. Ben wanted to go to find a motel, since it was so late, but when I turned the car back towards your direction, I couldn’t make myself pull away from the highway. Not when you were calling to me. Not when I had no reason to stay in the city anymore.” He grinned at me seductively. “It’s a good thing I took Great-Gran’s car today. It’s much faster than mine.”

I laughed at that and ran my hands down his back to his jeans, pulling him into me. He smiled, leaning in to kiss me. “Ben?” I asked, between kisses.

Listening to the sounds of the house, I could hear Jack lightly snoring, Alanna and Imogen talking about my nightmare, since my screaming had woken them both up, and one person downstairs sighing irritably, muttering about how next time he was taking his own car. I laughed as Teren confirmed that Ben was hanging out in the living room.

kiasusam · #86 11-04-2017, 09:24 AM

Just as I started reveling in the miraculous man’s mouth, he pulled back and gave me a sheepish look. “Don’t take this the wrong way…” I frowned as his sheepish look increased. “They gave me a lead that I think may have something to do with a nest talked about in the journals. I think they may be connected to a group of mixed that the man already…” He sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “I really want to go check it out…”

I sighed, realizing that he was asking to leave. “Oh…can’t it wait?” I squeezed his body tighter to me. “At least until morning?”

He sighed and leaned down to kiss me. “It is morning, Emma.”

I peeked at the clock over his shoulder. It was morning in only the vaguest sense of the term; even the sun was probably begrudging the hour. “Barely,” I muttered sullenly.

“I need to get on top of this, Em. If they have anything to do with mixed…? If they may know about us…? I thought I could get it researched enough this afternoon, that Ben, Great-Gran and I could find them tonight.” I could hear the turmoil in his voice. He wanted to stay, he wanted to go. I decided to make it easy on him, since he was doing all this for me anyway, me and the kids.

I pushed away from him, cuddling up into my sheets instead. “Fine. I’m still tired anyway, I guess I’ll go back to sleep.”

He pulled the blankets around me, tucking me in. With a sexy smile, he leaned in to kiss me. “I’ll miss you. I love you.”

I bit my lip to not tell him that he didn’t have to miss me, that his entire body could be wrapped around me as we speak. I didn’t place that guilt trip on him though. This was just something he needed to do. “I love you too.”

We both heard Ben sigh irritably again, complaining that he’d rather by snuggling up with Tracey than a throw pillow, and we both laughed. Teren sighed and ran a hand down my hair. “I probably should run Ben home.”

I bit my lip and nodded, hating that he was leaving the house again. The reverse of the pull, while not as drastic as the reuniting, wasn’t pleasant. It was a tearing feeling, like a part of you was being stretched away. Never detached though, just stretched. I think it made the reunion part that much sweeter. I yawned as he watched me. “I’ll probably be asleep when you get back,” I sighed remorsefully, knowing that there was no way I’d be able to stay awake this early after a night of restless sleeping.

He bit his lip and nodded. “I’ll leave you alone.” I knew how difficult that would be for him and a part of me wanted to use that to my advantage, wanted to tell him that he should at least say hello, knowing that I could twist that kinetic energy between us into a break-the-bed love fest, but another part of me didn’t want to abuse our connection like that. I didn’t want to use sex as a weapon to keep him near me. Not when what he was doing was so vastly important.

I put my hand on my stomach and nodded, reminding myself what really mattered. “Okay.”

As Hot Ben started muttering that Teren should learn to handle his hard-ons the way every other guy did, I started laughing. “Does he remember that we can all hear him?” I chuckled.

Teren frowned at the floor and then looked back at me. “No, I think that’s slipped his mind.” He sighed. “I should get him home.”

He pulled away from me and I sighed, watching his lean body stand, highlighted by our glowing eyes. “I still can’t believe he willingly goes with you.”

Teren smiled as he looked down on me. “He’s actually pretty helpful.” He shook his head, delight clear in his face that he had been able to keep that friendship tight. “He surprises me constantly.” He gave me a wry grin. “You’d be very proud of him. Tracey too…if the whole thing wouldn’t have her screaming in terror.” He shrugged his shoulders and laughed at that, then leaned down to kiss me a final time.

Once back downstairs, I heard him surprise Hot Ben in the living room. “I’m done. I’ll take you home now.”

I heard Ben sigh gratefully. “Oh, thank god, you’re fast in the bedroom too.” I heard what sounded like Teren smacking him in arm. “Ow! What? Just saying…” Teren sighed and they both started heading for the door, Ben muttering, “Sorry, no offense or anything. I’m just tired. I want to go home…and be super speedy with my girl too.”

Both of the guys laughed at that and I blinked, surprised. I hadn’t realised in all the chaos, that Ben and Tracey had moved in together. I sighed that I was missing out on so much, being quarantined here, and smiled that Tracey and Hot Ben were moving in the right direction. Teren was right, Ben was turning out to be very surprising.

And that began the pattern of Teren getting farther and farther away from me. He’d search out every lead a vamp gave him, but he never found anything more than more names, more nests, more leads. No pure blood vampire seemed to know anything about mixed. Most of them were startled that such a thing was even possible. The one group he’d found that he’d thought was somehow connected to mixed, turned out to be a dead-end. Teren had thought they were connected because of a vague reference in the book that sounded like one of the vampire’s last name, but it turned out to just be a coincidence. The pure bloods had nothing to do with the long-dead mixed vampires in the journals.

So far, no vampire he met knew anything about his kind. But every vamp gave him the name of another vamp, usually to get his annoying ass off their property. But Teren didn’t care how he got a name, just so long as he got one. As he was gone more and more, taking some of his family with him if the trip was close enough, I started hearing more and more about fights and scuffles.

As the weeks went by, and my lifespan dwindled, I started hearing about genuine knockouts, and started seeing the result of fighting in Teren’s clothes, if not his fast healing body. And of course, he couldn’t hide Hot Ben’s wounds. When I saw Ben with a black eye one night, I nearly went ballistic. They both assured me that it was nothing, merely a misunderstanding, but it riled me right up, and I practically demanded that Teren stopped this craziness. Obviously, the vampire community knew nothing, and obviously his continual prodding of their nests, was starting to piss them off. He was stirring the beehives, so to speak, and as a general rule of thumb, it was a good idea to leave something as dangerous as hornets, alone.

kiasusam · #87 11-04-2017, 09:28 AM

But Teren didn’t. He couldn’t. As we rolled into the beginning of April, and my 28th week, Teren started panicking. He didn’t take my upcoming due date as a good sign - that I’d make it, or at least make it close enough so that the babies would be able to live on their own, and everything would be fine. No, he started freaking out because my twenty-sixth birthday was in two weeks. To him, that was it. That was the end of my life, and subsequently, the end of theirs.

I felt sort of stuck. As trapped emotionally as I was physically. I knew that physically, I needed to stay at the ranch, and not join Teren on these little outings, for the safety of mankind. In case I died and reanimated. If that happened, and Teren’s blood was enough to bring me back as a vampire, I’d go into a bloodbath-frenzy and chow down anything with a pulse. And as much as it pained me to think about it, I wasn’t sure if I had the same level of self-control that Teren had shown he had. I had the horrid feeling in the pit of my stomach, that got exceptionally strong when I was tipping back a bovine cold one, well, warm one, that I wouldn’t stop, even if the human in question were family. That thought terrified me into staying put.

I also knew why Teren needed to go. Emotionally, I knew I needed to let him do whatever was necessary to try and save the lives inside of me, but I couldn’t help the feeling that all he was doing was wasting our precious time. If nothing could be done, and I was going to die anyway, then we’d wasted weeks that we could have spent in each other’s arms. Assuming Teren didn’t get himself killed first.

A phone call from Tracey a couple of nights later, only emphasised the unease I felt about Teren’s increasingly volatile meetings. She’d called me right after I’d hung up the phone on my mother, Mom both worrying about how bored I probably was (which I wasn’t, since I could get up and move around just fine, better than ever actually), and delighted in all the time she was getting to spend with her four-legged grandchild.

Hearing Alanna humming outside the front door, I answered the home phone, hoping it was Teren. It wasn’t. “Hi, can I talk to Emma?” 

Recognizing Tracey’s voice, I merrily exclaimed, “Hey, Trace, it’s me.”

She didn’t respond to that right away and I felt the tension curl into the line. I also heard her heartbeat surge, even through the phone. When she spoke, her voice was tight. “Is Teren trying to get Ben killed?”

Panic flooded my body, my heartbeat accelerating so fast and so suddenly, that I knew my revved up vamp blood was taking over. Not wanting shock to start my conversion, I exhaled in a long, slow breath, trying to ease my body back to normalcy. From outside, Alanna stopped humming and asked if I was okay. I whispered that I was, just before I finally answered Tracey.

“Uh, what do you mean?” I crossed my fingers, hoping Tracey was still oblivious to what her boyfriend’s true extracurricular activities were. I didn’t relish sending Halina to her doorstep.

She exhaled with clear irritation. “The fighting, Emma. You know, the training stuff.” I heard clicking and pictured Tracey’s long, high heeled legs pacing back and forth in her kitchen. Before I could ask her what she was talking about, she sighed and continued. “You should see his body, Emma. Yeah, he’s even more ripped than before, but the black and blue patches are not attractive…and can’t be good for him.” Her voice trembled a bit, as her true concern showed.

“Oh, well, Teren…” I trailed off, since I really wasn’t sure what Ben and Teren’s cover story to her was. I kicked myself for not listening to those conversations better, not that Teren had been around much to share them with me.

Tracey sighed again, her voice quavering. “And his face…did you see his black eye?”

I sighed. Yeah, I had seen that. “Sorry, Trace. I’ll talk to Teren.” I wasn’t sure what I was talking to him about, but I’d definitely try talking to him again.

She plopped down heavily somewhere, her clothes rustling. I heard the sounds of shoes being slipped off and thought maybe she’d gone to her room. Her voice relaxed as well as her heart. “Yeah, okay, thanks.” She exhaled again and I heard a mattress compressing as she lied down. “I don’t know how he ever talked me into this, Emma. I mean, really, it’s sort of ridiculous.”

I leaned back in my favourite plush chair in the library, one hand going to stroke my belly as I pulled my feet up. Outside, I heard Alanna continue her humming. Upstairs, Imogen clacked away, knitting. “I know, Trace. Men,” I harrumphed. I still didn’t know what they’d told her, but condemning the male species was usually a proper response to any female conversation.

Apparently it was. She laughed and I heard her roll over on the bed. I could even hear her feet bang together. “Right. I mean, UFC fighting? Seriously?” She laughed again, a little condescendingly. “I know he teaches kick-boxing at the gym sometimes and works pretty regularly at that dojo in Chinatown, but Ultimate Fighting?” She laughed again, heartier. “What is he now, Bruce Lee?”

I closed my eyes and cursed my husband. Not for their ridiculous cover story, but for the fact that they knew Hot Ben might get tossed around enough that he’d need such a violent cover story. This was really getting out of control. “Yeah, Trace…kind of absurd.” I wondered how far they’d take the cover story. Was Hot Ben actually going to try out?

She snorted. “Yeah, and Teren sparring with him. Who knew the metro sexual was so aggressive in the ring?” She paused for a second after she said that. “Uh, no offense or anything.”

I laughed at her analysis of Teren. I’d sort of accused him of the same thing once – he was just very…put together, for a guy. But that wasn’t what made me laugh. No, it was Tracey, the girl whose boyfriend could shoot Calvin Klein ads, calling my boyfriend metro sexual. She laughed with me when she realised I wasn’t mad at her comment, then my laughter died as what they’d told her sunk in.

I sighed and then she did too. I heard her sit up on her bed. “I know they’re both really into this, Em, but maybe you could ask Teren to ease up?” She sighed again, concern filling her again. “You know, I just don’t like to see him hurt. And I’m sure you don’t like seeing Teren hurt either.”

kiasusam · #88 11-04-2017, 09:31 AM

I sighed, remembering Teren’s ripped clothing, the dried blood that I knew had come from his already healed body. “No, I don’t. I’ll talk to him again, Trace. I promise.”

Her tone brightened and she stood up, her feet padding across her carpet. “Good! Maybe if they do, I can see a bit more of my boyfriend.” I heard her walk into the bathroom as I mentally agreed with her – I’d love to see more of my guy too. She started running water and I heard her lightly giggle. “Did I mention we moved in together?”

Giggling a little myself, I let my tension disappear, if just for a moment. “No, I had to hear it from Ben.” I relaxed back into my chair, wishing I had some blood to sip, and smiled at Tracey through the phone. “Spill.”

Tracey giggled as she got ready for her bath and proceeded to tell me all about it. As she went into the details of him asking her to live with him in the middle of one of their adventurous sex acts, I felt the stress slide off of me, and let myself just be a girlfriend. I laughed along with her story and commented in all the right places, and silently thanked Tracey for unknowingly easing my mind. Sometimes, I wished I could tell her how often she did that.

I could have used Tracey’s easing powers that Saturday afternoon, when Teren, after being gone for most of the week and all of that morning, rushed home with Ben following as close on his heels as a human could. Having felt him approach, I was waiting in the entryway, clutching the naked woman statue to stop myself from blurring to the parking lot and destroying his car again. He haltingly walked into the room, restraint clear in his features as he took jerky steps towards me.

We were trying to learn to control the strong pull we felt towards each other when we were reunited. It was a constant struggle, something we had to contain, much like I always had to contain my teeth from popping down.

At human speed he walked over to me, his movements not looking natural and breezy, but like a bad stop-motion movie, halting and restarting. I smelled the outside world on his clothes as he got near me. Using that to control myself (and also using the lingering fire in my belly, from the fact that he was gone so often), I closed my eyes and took in long pulls. The smell of the bay danced on his flesh, along with the unmistakable smell of fish. He’d been on the wharf today.

I heard Ben enter the house and sigh softly, muttering something about how weird that was, before turning to walk down a hallway that led to one of the side buildings. I tried to listen to him for as long as I could, trying to ground myself, but eventually the pull of Teren was too strong and I ignored Ben. I ignored everyone - Imogen and Alanna talking upstairs, Jack working on one of the cars in the driveway, and Halina’s stone-silent sleeping presence - everyone.

No one existed but Teren. My anger faded as my breaths increased. I could hear his increase as well as the draw pulled him closer to me. When he was a few inches from me, we both lost control. Then it was much like it always was when we got together; our restraint dissolved as the tension became unbearable. Then it was searching hands and probing tongues, small gasps and heavy groans. Then he was pressing his hard body against mine as my fingers tangled into his dark hair. Then it was a rush of desire and my mind begging him to take me. And it could be anywhere, right here on the rim of the fountain would be fine, just…take me.

Then duty and obligation calmed his breath and he gently, but firmly, pushed me away. Panting, I opened my eyes and stared up at him, disappointed and grateful for his level of control. His lips inches from mine, minutely coming forward, before pulling back again, his eyes struggled with easing the rush in his body.

I did what I could to help, still not wanting to abuse this amazing draw. I stepped back from him, removing my hands from his body and holding them at my sides. Every fiber of my body screamed at me to touch him. I ignored it and bit my lip, containing a whimper in my frustration. I knew this would soon pass, but it was torture to not give in. Especially when the memory of the few times we had caved, started filling my head. In this state, climax was effortless and easily repeatable. My body was yearning for it.

He closed his eyes, inhaling deep. I knew he was trying to ground himself too, but I also knew he’d smell my desire in the air, and I knew that wasn’t helping anything. He bit his lip and started shaking. “Emma,” he said, his voice shaky as well. “I have to…help Ben. We have a lead with a very short window.” He opened his eyes, they were pained. “There’s a chance that they’re leaving their nest at nightfall, and it will take hours to get to them. I’m sorry, but I need to reach them before they leave. I don’t have time for this.”

My eyes flared, my anger cooling my desire. “You never have time.”

He straightened in front of me, his body coming under control as my tone eased his desire. “You know why I have to do this.” His eyes flashed down to my stomach and I felt myself flush.

Yes, I knew why. I was reminded with every kick, every squirm, every thumping heartbeat, why. I couldn’t escape the reasons – they were with me constantly. But I missed him…and I worried for him. He took a step back from me as I struggled for something to say to that. Not having anything, I watched him turn away from me and follow where Hot Ben had gone.

I turned away from the sight of his muscular back leaving me. I felt him exit the main building and enter a side wing. I knew exactly which room he’d gone to, at the far end of the ranch. I stared at the crying woman fountain, feeling tears spring into my own eyes. It wasn’t fair. He’d promised me when he’d proposed to me that he’d never take a single second together for granted, and here we were, just a few months later, and possibly the last few months I had, and he couldn’t spare twenty minutes to ravage me to oblivion.

A part of me knew it was petty. A part of me knew it wasn’t as important as what he was doing. But the majority of me was pregnant, and hormonal, and sexually frustrated.

Feeling a low growl building in my chest, I twisted my head to where I could sense him through the structure of the home. “Screw this,” I muttered.

I blurred to the room and busted open the door, cracking the frame. Hot Ben jumped about a foot in the air and squeaked in startlement. Teren had already been looking at the door, sensing me coming. His brows furrowed at me, his face not happy. Mine wasn’t either.

kiasusam · #89 11-04-2017, 09:40 AM

"I’m coming with you,” I stated matter-of-factly.

He straightened, shaking his head and walking across the room to me. “No, you’re not, Emma.”

He walked up to me as I put my hands on my hips. “Yes, I am. We were supposed to do this together, Teren. That was the deal, remember? That we’d look for the mixed together.” I looked up and down his lean body, my own responding in conflicting ways – angry and aroused. “It’s the only way to spend time with you, anyway.”

He sighed, sensing my two moods and not knowing what to do with either of them. He put his hands on my upper arms, squatting to search my eyes. His pale ones looked tired. “Well, things changed, Emma, and now you can’t. I can’t risk you coming with me. You have to stay here, where you’re safe.”

I raised my chin, feeling childish and empowered. “You’re not the boss of me, Teren. It’s my decision to make and if I want to go, I’ll go.”

He gave me a look parents give insolent children, and I narrowed my eyes at seeing it. His tone matched his look as he used logic against me. “I am the boss of you when it comes to this, when it comes to your safety, and the safety of every human you may come across, if you convert in the field.”

Internally, I cringed, knowing he was right. Irritated, I jerked away from his body and snapped, “That’s not fair.” Damn male logic.

He shrugged, straightening. “No, it isn’t, but it’s true and you know it. And that’s why you’ll stay here.”

My hormonally revved up body heated to a boiling point, and again, I said something that sounded rather childish. “Sometimes I hate you.”

He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, seemingly exasperated with me. After a supercharged second he looked back down, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m going to believe that that’s the hormones talking, and not you.”

I crossed my arms as well. “Believe whatever the hell you want.” Oh yeah, I was definitely crossing into pre-teen territory. In fact, I think I’d had a much similar argument with my mother over going to a boy/girl slumber party in the eighth grade.

Really not liking my tone, he dropped his arms and twisted to run a hand through his hair. “I can’t have you around me, Emma.” His hand flung out to indicate my body. “You’re too distracting.”

My mouth dropped at that. “Well, get a grip on it, Teren. I’m coming.”

Hot Ben cleared his throat and resumed shoving things into a green army duffel bag. I tuned him out, concentrating on my suddenly chauvinistic husband. He ran his hands down his face, looking like he just wanted to order me to stay, and have that be the end of it. He knew me well enough to know that it wouldn’t be that simple – not this time. I was done waiting around.

“Emma.” His voice was strained. “I can’t protect you out there. It’s too dangerous.”

I stepped up to him, grabbing his face with my hands. His stubbled skin was course against my sensitive fingers. It sort of matched my mood. “That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be going. What you’re doing, provoking vampires - It’s too dangerous!” My eyes shifted over to Hot Ben, his eye a horrid mix of black and yellow. “Look what you’re doing to Ben!”

Recalling my phone conversation with Tracey, I leaned around Teren to snap at him, “UFC, Ben? Really?”

Ben straightened from shoving objects in his bag and then shrugged at me, his model face looking sort of sheepish. “What? It seemed like a good excuse. I’ve always wanted to…” He didn’t finish that and ran a hand through his highlighted hair. That was when I noticed what was in his hands, what he’d been shoving into the bag.

Stakes. Handfuls of sharp, 6-inch long stakes - some wood, some silver and some, a hard looking plastic.

My mouth dropped as I looked back to Teren. He stiffened as he noticed that I’d finally noticed. “What the hell are you doing?” I backed away from him, a hand automatically going to my stomach, my horrid dream of that man staking Teren’s shins suddenly fresh again in my mind. Incredulous, I gaped at him. “What…are you guys some sort of…vampire hunters now?” I looked between the both of them, noticing other objects that Ben was packing – silver knives, one of the journals, a short sword, and a gun, most likely containing silver bullets. They looked like they were going to war. I looked back up at Teren. “Have you gone mad?”

Teren lifted his jaw and clenched it. His eyes looked both worried and infuriated. He obviously didn’t want me to see this part of his “meetings”. He slightly raised his hands, his head shaking. “Vampires are starting to hear about us. They’ve been…resistant to talk.” He shrugged nonchalantly, like it was all no big deal. “We make them talk, that’s all.”

I gaped at him. “You make them…” I didn’t even want to think about what that meant. I didn’t want to think about him turning into a crazed torturer, just like our abductor. Panic clenched me at the thought of the two of them walking into a potentially deadly nest of vampires that we didn’t know, but who may be expecting him, who may have heard of him. I clutched his upper arms tight, my new strength making my grip hard enough that he actually flinched.

kiasusam · #90 11-04-2017, 09:42 AM

"Don’t do this. Are you crazy? They could kill you, both of you.”

He jerked out of my grip and pushed my hands away. “We’ll be fine, Emma. Please don’t str-”

I cut him off. “Do not tell me to not be stressed about this. This is dangerous and stupid, and I’m going to stress as much as I damn well want to stress!”

Hot Ben behind Teren sighed and I glanced over at him running a hand through his hair. “He’s right, Em. We’ll be fine.”

I gaped at him. “Well, aren’t you a far cry from the man who sobbingly begged me to not let my fiancé eat him!”

Ben flushed and turned away. I turned back to Teren, my panic increasing my irritation. “I never see you anymore. You’re always out tracking down some farfetched lead that some random vamp gave you. You’re becoming this other person I don’t even know. This isn’t like you. You’re obsessed!” I hissed.

His face got furious and he leaned down, right into mine. “Of course I’m obsessed!” His hands flashed down to me and I actually took a half-step back from him. His fingers rested on my stomach and a twin jostled under his touch. “They are my children! My life! And I will do anything to protect them – to protect you!” His eyes searched mine, heated and impassioned. I barely recognised him. “I will do anything to keep you alive! Anything!”

Backing away from him, fear and anger took over my mouth. “Maybe you should have thought about that before you pissed off a hungry vampire!”

He stepped back like I’d slapped him in the face. His expression was beyond hurt, tortured almost, and his eyes started to water. I saw my Teren again in that betrayed expression and I felt my own tears stinging. “Teren…I…”

He took a step back from me, lightly shaking his head, and then he blurred from the room. I felt him leave the house, then felt him leave the property. I thought he may have just decided to run all the way back to the city, or wherever they were going.

I dropped my head to my hands, not even believing I’d just said that to him. Of all the horrid, hurtful comments I could have made – that was the worst. I knew he felt guilty. Knew he hated to even look at the scar still visible on my neck. And I knew, he thought all of this was his fault. I’d just sliced him open and dumped a trailer load of salt in his wounds. I sort of hated myself.

Hot Ben walked up to me, slinging his bulging duffle bag over his shoulder. More calmly than I ever would have thought possible, he placed a hand on my shoulder and said, “I’ll watch over him, Emma. We’ll be alright. I’ll bring him home.”

I looked up at him, his blue eyes confident. He was so different from the man who’d clutched my hand in terror in that fateful parking lot. I wished I had his assurance, but in my head, I imagined that Teren would be the one most likely keeping Ben alive today, and maybe not even succeeding in that. I numbly nodded at him, appreciating his sentiment, since I couldn’t quite believe his promise, and he patted me on the shoulder and headed out after Teren.

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