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Chapter Eleven: Insatiable
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Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Twelve: Leather and Laces
Helaine“Good girl,” Evan purred, running his fangs along my sensitive skin before pressing a sensuous kiss to the back of my neck.His kisses trailed further down my spine as he crawled off of me, and when he stood, he almost seemed like a gentleman when he offered me his hand.My legs felt like jelly when I tried to stand, but he held me while I swayed on my feet.“Careful now.” The corner of his lips tugged into a smug smirk as he pulled me against him, my body flush with his. “We wouldn’t want you getting hurt before we reach the main event now, would we?”Shaking my head, I clung to him, regaining control over my legs. “No.”“No, what?” His thumb and forefinger captured my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes, bathing in their soft red glow.“No, Sir,” I affirmed, and he rewarded me by drawing me into a kiss.His lips moved skillfully against mine, his free hand carding through the back of my hair to hold me closer.Evan kissed me like he needed me, like he was a starving man,
Last Updated : 2024-12-01Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirteen: The Wheel
EvanShe was perfect, her lips stained red with her own blood and what remained of her lipstick, even as the wound I’d made on her tongue closed. The sweet aphrodisiac taste of her blood still clung to my lips and between my teeth, and the thrumming beat of her heart called to me like a siren’s song.She looked like Jesus on the cross, her limbs splayed wide for me, promising salvation from my lonely existence. Before her, I hadn’t thought that I could get close to anyone after the carnage my condition had caused in the past.I never expected to be able to be with someone like this again—to trust myself to hold someone at my mercy. She knew the danger she was in, but she had faith that I could control myself.It was time to prove worthy of her trust.“You’re incredible,” I exhaled, my eyes roaming her body—every inch of it laid bare to my touch.Her pupils were dilated as she watched me stoop to pick up the knife. In the moment before I kissed her, it was only in the way, but now that
Last Updated : 2024-12-02Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Fourteen: Haunting
HelaineAs I packed up my paints, I caught the music shop owner out of the corner of my eye—of course he’d been dressed like Dracula. There were a million and a half Draculas every Halloween, only, most of them weren’t real vampires.No, the real vampire was probably just rolling out of his coffin about now, doing whatever it is he does when he’s not making a mess of my body and mind.Evan had caught me off guard last week, holding me like he did after another amazing session. I’d been swept up in the moment too, but when we were laying together, entangled as we were, I was struck by a moment of clarity.It wasn’t real.I was only there in the first place because Evan was paying me, not because we had some deeper connection. It was easy to forget that when he looked at me like I was worth so much more than the hundreds he was paying me, and he touched me like he was praying.But at the end of the day, there was no “we” outside of our monthly session.I was just sex and blood, and he w
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Fifteen: Not Alone
HelaineThe knocking on the door grew louder, accompanied by an ugly shout of, “I’m coming in, Helaine!” from my scumbag landlord.“You need to hide,” I whispered, shoving Evan toward the bathroom. “Quickly.”“Why?” His brow furrowed as he stopped in the doorway, his gaze shifting toward the door. “Who is that?”“Jeff—my landlord,” I pressed, looking up at him with desperation in my eyes. “Look, if he knows you’re here, it will create a whole mess that I really don’t want to deal with.”Evan stared at the door a moment longer before nodding, cupping my face in his hand. “Alright, but I’ll be right here if you need me.”“Thank you.” Leaning up, I snuck a quick kiss before shutting the door just in time for my landlord to burst into my apartment, letting himself in with his own set of keys.He’d never been shy about busting in here, whether I was home or not. It was for that reason that I tried not to spend too much time here. I hated the way his gaze was both lecherous and judgmental a
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EvanThe second her hand touched mine, I pulled her against me, holding her head to my chest even though there was no warmth in my body to offer her.She didn’t seem to mind, burying her face in my chest as I held her tight.“I will never judge you,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to her hair. “You will always be safe with me.”It was an oath, one I felt deep in my bones. I didn’t have much of a soul to swear on anymore, but whatever I had left belonged to her. Intrinsically, I knew that.But my eyes weren’t on her as she relaxed into my arms. My gaze was fixed on her painting, on the demon’s black eyes, devoid of soul but brimming with ugly, feral, want.I’d looked into those eyes before, decades ago, when I was a mortal man. I saw them in the mirror, saw them in a man desperate to ensure that his legacy would live on forever.What a poor deal it was.Sure, E.V. Rose and The Dirtbags lived on through CD sales, then through the music streaming services that came to dominate the industry
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Helaine“You want me to be your canvas?” His eyes smoldered as he looked down at me, a small grin curling his lip.My stomach felt like there was a rock in it.Was he going to reject me? Did I step out onto a very vulnerable limb, only to learn that Evan can only have things one way? After all, this would be the first time during our sessions that I’d asked him to lie back and let me do what I pleased.But all that nervous tension evaporated the second he started to peal off his heavy leather vest.“I like it,” he purred, taking me by the chin and leaning in for a quick kiss before he continued. “Pick up your paints and pour out all your hell into me.”His words made me shiver, and my heart raced as he began to undress.Evan was slow and methodical as he shed his layers. The metal studs on his belt jingled with a metallic clink when he tossed it aside. His eyes were low lidded, yet still remained locked with mine.My own gaze traveled lower to the hint of hair that disappeared into hi
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Helaine“We should get cleaned up.” His eyes flitted down my body at his handprints all over me in crimson red. “It’ll only be a few hours before my . . . acquaintance shows up at my place.”His lips pressed into a thin, uneasy line. “That is, if she’s willing to help us at all.”The way Evan shifted his weight between his feet did nothing to assure me. Typically, the man radiated confidence, but something about this so-called acquaintance seemed to put him on edge.Of course, the photo didn’t help, I was sure. If I did something to Evan’s soul, I couldn’t blame him for acting strange.But . . . I was only human. The idea of meeting someone who scared my vampire lover wasn’t an easy pill to swallow.“Who is she?” My brow furrowed suspiciously. “I’ve never seen you look this nervous before.”“She’s . . . no one good.” He hesitated, and it felt like he was trying to decide how much to tell me. “But she’s the only one who might be able to give us some answers.”I stared at him for a mome
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HelaineThe world felt different, up in the sky.Over the past few days I’d been doing what Valek said—training. I learned to use the wings that erupted from my back, learned to feel them and control them just the same as my arms and legs.But it wasn’t enough.How could it be?“You’re getting better at that,” Valek called from the ground, her cold black eyes following me as my wings beat the air. “It’s an amazing freedom, isn’t it?”“I did what you said.” My lips curved into a grimace as I landed in front of her. Logically, I knew I should still be afraid of her, but the more time I was forced to spend with this ancient monster the harder it was not to see her as a person. “I connected with my wings, but I still can’t hide them.”She let out a laugh, her eyes falling shut as she shook her head. “Your wings, yes. But you’re still fighting where they came from.” Her fingertips hovered over my heart as she leaned in, too close, but I was quickly learning that social boundaries weren’t s
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty-Five: Full Moon Rising
EvanOne more fucking night of not finding Helaine.Snarling, I threw open the el camino’s bed cover, squinting under the light of the full moon. It was the closest I could get to the sun without burning to a crisp, and it was still a little too bright for my sensitive eyes.But it was just one more reason to be pissed off tonight.When I looked around, I could see that we were on a very rural stretch of the highway, moving west according to the rusty old road signs. There wasn’t another car around for miles as far as I could hear. Not even the kind of old truck I’d expect to hear out in these parts.Helaine wasn’t here either.My boots crunched against the abandoned gas station parking lot’s gravel as I stalked toward the driver’s side door, I slammed my hand down on the hood in a fit of frustration as Frank stepped out of my ride, lighting up a cigarette.I snatched it from his fingers, taking a long drag, hoping it would do something to take off the edge . . . but it didn’t. One of
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty-Four: Nephilim
HelaineSitting naked on the wooden chair felt awkward, and I wrapped my wings around my body as I shivered in the air’s chill.Valek had no such issue, confidently striding naked through the room to stir the cauldron that emanated a delicious aroma that reminded me just how hungry I was. I couldn’t help feeling exposed, but there was something about the way that Valek wore her own skin that gave away just how ancient she was.Unbound by societal convention for the simple fact that she predated it. By a long shot.Her body was gorgeous, as though she was a work of art carved from pure snow, but I didn’t get the feeling that she was in any way trying to seduce me. Being naked was just natural to her—the leather scraps she wore as clothes before hastily thrown together almost as an afterthought.It probably helped that she was an undead creature, and most likely didn’t feel the chill in the air.The whole atmosphere held an eerie air of domesticity as she ladled stew into a wooden bowl
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty-Three: Mortal Desperation
EvanThe moon was beginning to descend, and that meant that soon the sun would rise. Too soon for my liking as I followed Frank through the cemetery.“The Knights really had a cache here?” My brow arched in doubt, but he didn’t so much as look back as he blazed on ahead. “In a public cemetery?”“A mausoleum,” he specified. “Knights coming and going would’ve just seemed like family members of the departed, and no one but those with authorization would have access. Seemed pretty perfect at the time.”He gestured ahead, and sure enough there was an old mausoleum, overgrown with vines and half covered in moss.“So why do you think they abandoned it, if it was so perfect?” I watched him warily as he pulled a key from the chain around his neck and used it to unlock the tomb.It seemed . . . convenient, and I had to wonder if it was really abandoned, or if the Knights of Testament had their suspicions that Frank was hiding nearby, and they hoped they could draw him out.They had apparently t
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty-Two: The Spring
HelaineA groan of protest left my body before my eyes deigned to flutter open. My head was pounding, and my mouth felt impossibly dry.A black spider with spindly legs skittered across my field of vision, but I was too exhausted to scramble away from it like I might’ve otherwise done if I were coherent enough to be afraid.My body felt unreasonably heavy when I tried to adjust myself into a sitting position, and it became clear exactly why when I looked over my shoulder to see the whitish feathers, sticky and flecked red, matted together with dried blood.Choking out a ragged sigh, I rolled my head back as I tried to rub the pain out of my aching throat. If the wings were real, then everything that happened to me last night was real.And Evan . . . well, I had no idea where he was, which meant that he probably had no idea where I was.Hell, I didn’t even know where I was.Getting to my feet was a struggle with the added weight of the extra limbs now protruding from my back, but it wa
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty-One: Father in Law
Evan“I’m coming Helaine,” I whispered as I made my way down the porch steps. “I promise I’ll find you.”It was a promise I intended to keep. Valek didn’t strike me as one to keep a low profile—there’d probably be a trail of corpses once I got close enough to whatever den of horrors she was calling home these days.Only . . . I didn’t have a clue where to start looking, and there wasn’t time for me to go chasing my tail without any direction trying to find her.Whatever was happening to Helaine after she used her powers, it was obviously some kind of transformation. I didn’t know what I was going to find when I did finally catch up with her.But she was out there somewhere. I could feel it in what remained of my soul that she was still alive, but with her in Valek’s custody it was impossible to say for certain what to expect.What I didn’t expect was for Frank’s door to open behind me, creaking in protest when he followed me outside. “Kid,” he called after me, a desperate edge to his
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty: Angel
HelaineWind whipped my face as Valek flew through the air, but I could hardly feel it.I hardly even remembered being taken from my childhood home. Everything after my body had erupted with that dark blast of energy felt unreal, like everything around me melted away in the inferno of the pain that racked my body.But in whatever conscious part of my mind that still struggled to hold on, I knew that Evan was still at my father’s house, left so far behind that there was no way he’d ever find me.What would he do? What would Frank do?Valek had frozen Evan and cast him off as easily as if she were flicking away an ant that had crawled onto her deathly pale skin. The only thin assurance I had that he was even alive was that in some strange way, I could feel him.Maybe it was like Lilith said—his damned soul was bound to me. I would feel it if he’d been killed.I hoped.There was precious little I could feel in this moment other than the searing torture my body was enduring.But he had to
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Nine: The First Vampire
Evan“Helaine . . . ” I could hardly hear my own voice in this moment, like my head was in a fish bowl, and my mouth had gone impossibly dry. I pawed weakly at Helaine, trying to pull her toward the door. “We need to leave. Now.”My whole body felt like there was ice in my veins when I saw her—Valek, the Mistress of Blood, with her cold, black eyes fixed squarely on the woman I loved.“Helaine,” I urged.She yanked her arm out of my grip, looking back at me with desperate eyes, still clouded with inky black tears as she protested, “I can’t let her kill my dad!”“He tried to kill you!” I pleaded, reaching for her again, but it was useless.Evan after all he’d put her through, Helaine still saw the man as her father. She was like a scared little girl right now, and I couldn’t blame her.She wasn’t the only one who felt small—helpless.It was impossible not to feel that way when an ancient horror beyond mortal comprehension made herself known.Frank Fairgrieve made a pathetic effort to p
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Eight: Sins of the Father
HelaineFrank’s brow furrowed as he openly stared at me, the shotgun clattering to the gravel below as it fell from his hand. No doubt, I was the last person he expected to see rolling up to his house tonight.“Helaine . . . ” His voice was barely above a whisper as his head shook slowly, side to side, like he knew this wasn’t just a social call.Like he knew all his lies would catch up to him eventually.Evan followed, climbing out of the driver’s seat and eyeing my father dangerously over the el camino’s hood.“Who’s he?” Dad asked, his eyes narrowed suspiciously as he gestured toward Evan.“Never mind who I am,” Evan spat without an ounce of hesitation, his eyes never leaving my dad as though if he stared hard enough his gaze would pierce through him. “Your business is with her, not me.”In some cases, I supposed that Evan’s gaze could do just that to a person’s mind, but he wasn’t using his ability now. He wouldn’t meddle like that when he knew how badly I needed this.“I think yo
