The overwhelming feeling of running into his arms like a small child to their tall father rushed over me. Sebastian let my hand go as I rushed to Justin, embracing him. "Chrissy girl, I've been worried about you," he sniffed my hair.Lots of sniffing around these parts. "Is mom okay? I didn't mean to get hurt." Justin shook his head, looking down at my leg and the attire. He didn't question or ask, just raised a brow at Sebastian who had leaned up against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets. Shrugging his shoulders, he sent me a wink, and my face turned red.He knows we did something nasty.But a good nasty. "You got the bleeding to stop," he stated. "That's good, I was worried. You didn't call." I twisted my lips in thought. Didn't think I should have called. Mom was a raging, blood lust lunatic, and I didn't want to bother."It's alright, I went with my friend Pamela.""The Sigma werewolf?" Elder Rowan interrupted. "She's a hard worker. The humans love that shop. Glad to s
SebastianChristine, still clad in her leather skirt and my shirt, let out a sob. Her demeanor around me was always calm and collected, but the recent news of her ex-boyfriend now being an actual incubus had her rattled. The bond we shared, the tiny little string that barely held us together until we properly mated, gave insight that she was not heartbroken in the romantic sense about this demon.In a small way that gave me comfort to know she still cared for me. "I'm sorry, I'm a hot, sticky mess," she said all too harshly, brushing away a tear. "It's just that I'm mad that I was tricked! For so long! I thought he was my friend too! We were together for a long time." I held her close, not sure what to say. This demon had broken so many ethical laws among humans it was astonishing. Even being an incubus, one should have some sort of moral compass. Not all incubi were bad or evil, just the same as vampires. This one, however, seemed to be the lowest of the low. I had not come across
The bond had pulled us closer; we were more meant to be with each other than that of my first. I knew that now, and the goddess had smiled upon me. "Do you know what happens?" I muttered, pulling off the tunic I had just placed her in. "No," she mumbled. I take in the glory of her breasts as she takes a deep, laboring breath. "No," she mumbled again, my mouth descending, sucking on the pink nipple. Her fingers threaded through my hair, pushing me into her breast. My other hand grabbing the extravagant handful, I squeezed, feeling their weight. "I'll bite you," I let go of her nipple with a pop. "Here," I traced around her shoulder. "I'll seep my venom into you, claiming your soul, marking you as mine." Christine let a shuddering breath escape her, her hands holding my shoulders. "Then I'll lick the wound and bite you again here," I licked the side of her neck. "To feed from you." My cock twitched beneath her, her core rubbing against my pants. "Will,… will I change like you then?"
ChristineI woke with the curtains drawn, the tiny hint of light escaping on the floor. One beam of sunshine hit the mirror that shone in my eye. Eyes squinting, I go to stretch only to feel a hard erection behind me. Oh, fudge, that wasn't a dream. I had sex with a vampire.I made love with a vampire.He was my mate, beloved. The brief moment of fear washed away when I felt Sebastian snuggle deeper into my hair. Not having time to pull it up into a nice bun to escape a treacherous time of untangling the mess was well worth it. He purred in his throat, which I didn't fully understand to be a thing until him. His nose buried deeper. The sun's rays finally leaving my side of the pillow. It was a cat's purr. It very much reminded me of Christopher when he was happy and content or trying to soothe any ailment I may have had as a young child. It had to have been early morning, the sun just hopping over the horizon. I moved my back end on his erection, and his naked torso plastered to
Hoping it was Pamela, Justin, or even my mom, I pulled it out to find the dreadful 'unknown number' across the screen. I didn't answer it last night, wanting to relish in the moment of finding my special someone. But, back to reality, I go. Sebastian was humming in the shower, the sweet hums filling me with such happiness until the phone buzzed again. The phone flashed 'missed call,' and I sighed in relief, only for it to begin buzzing again. I nibbled my lip, thinking if I should call Sebastian to help me take this but with my worst judgment, I swiped the screen to hear the ominous breathing on the other side.After hearing that Wyatt was an incubus and he was still after me, my mind went straight to just that. What if all these calls were Wyatt? "Wyatt?" I said shakily until the dark chuckle reverberated into the phone. The first time I heard something other than breathing on the other side, now had chills pushing down my spine. "It's about time you called out my name, Sunshine.
ChristinePamela had her arm relaxing in the crook of mine as she joyfully skipped down the sidewalk, which was difficult for her to do since Sebastian had his arm snaked around my waist. Today was the day of the massive mixer that would be held in town that was held as neutral ground for supernaturals to find mates. Many come from far and wide to attend such an event, trying to find their other half.The streets were filled with lights, and many humans lay unknowing of the supernaturals that decorated the streets. The posters and flyers on power poles read, "Welcome fantasy writers and publishers," and that seemed to do the trick. Humans stayed away from that mess of a crowd and did their own thing while the largest convention center was built by the Black Raven Coven. Supernaturals were the only ones allowed unless you were a human residing in the Coven with a special ID card. Every single person was checked at the door.Upon waking the next day after Sebastian told me that the Ki
With my phone being confiscated by Rowan's techie, Pamela took all attempts to come into Sebastian, and I's temporary room in the Coven House to chat. Which he was not fond of. There were too many times Sebastian came out of the shower after a romp in the sheets finding Pamela wiggling her eyebrows at him while I sat half naked with my breasts covered with sheets. Pamela mentioned she was still considered young to find a mate, but something in her gut had her hoping that tonight was the night. I had hope for her, she was sweet and bubbly, and I was anxious to see who would be fit for her personality. Suron hung back, his strides slow, keeping his hands in his pockets. The glum look in his eye and the short sniffs had me wanting to reach back and hold his hand. Sebastian wouldn't have that, though, not with the possessive hold he had on me. Not one moment alone since he had that bite mark on me, and he made sure I wore a top that showed it off. Suron only laughed at that, saying my s
SebastianI walked into the massive room. The high ceilings, the disco balls, and raging lights had me squint in annoyance. Faes were into this sort of thing in Bergarain, loving the human music of lights, annoying sounds of rhythmic thumping. It was an orgy in Bergarian and it was soon to be an orgy in here.Elder Rowan, for my punishment, stated I had to keep a good head about myself and make sure there wasn't anything too raunchy. Basically stating no sex in or around the room. If they took it outside it was out of my hands. Christine had my hand clutched tightly. She had been saddened to hear about my home realm being in shambles, but not much we could do but wait. Keeping Christine's pure mind away from the turmoil from home was difficult, even with the somber tone most of the coven took that night when it was announced. Rowan made sure to remind everyone what was important: finding mates and beloveds for those who had none so they would be together through eternity if anything
Under the Moon“It’s stunning.” Sebastian’s shoes could be heard coming down the hallway. Christine could hear him a mile away with those god-awful shoes. She would never get used to the clothing here. The heavy, dark clothing was almost dreary, but Sebastian was right it was needed.Whether it be by eating, crying or snagging one of her claws over her skin, there was always blood to be shed. She cut herself several times when she was first learning how to control the claws that could form out of her fingers. Now she could do it on command without a blink of an eye.“You sure it looks alright?” Christine questioned, not daring to look away from the oil painting. Christine had put to good use of her degree from college, despite thinking she would never be of any help. She was not only the reigning queen, but also the palace artist. Her work was beyond anything Vermillion had seen in decades and her work had been busy since the day she and Sebastian were crowned.Christine painted mural
***After arriving at the Ever Green Pack, memories flooded me. Just eight months ago, I had left this place with a second chance to find my beloved. Clara had graciously pardoned me, along with two of my friends that had gone back to Bergarian with their own mates.“What’s going on? Why so many cars?” Christine stuck her head out the window. Rowan slapped his hand on the steering wheel, honking at the other cars.“Everyone is being a rubber necker, trying to look at the portal instead of parking,” he grumbled. “Just park and we can walk right through!” He waved his hands in annoyance. Adaline flipped through her phone, chuckling at some cat video on the screen.Once we parked in the four-story garage that sat hidden in the middle of the forest, I grabbed Christine’s hand while she stared at all the wolves, vampires and children running playfully. It was more chaotic than it normally was when we stood by the large stone arch with a mirror-like an appearance.“Settle down!” Alpha Adrie
Sebastian“Oh please,” Christine moaned. Her hands were tied above her head against the iron headboard. She struggled against them, trying to pull free. Her strength had not fully come into play, but she was certainly testing the silk ropes. Her nails began pulling at the fabric, and I laughed darkly as I licked her nipple.Biting softly on the underside of her breast, she gasped, her body wiggling against me. “Please,” she begged again. I loved it when she pleaded. I loved she demanded me, and most of all I loved her and everything that she was.Christine had a slight panic attack being told she would be queen. She worried if she would be even good enough to help maintain a kingdom. Constantly reminding her we are to follow Queen Taliyah’s orders from a far helped mollify her mind, but still being in the public eye around judgmental vampires had her tense. She was right, it would be difficult for her since she was now one of us, freshly turned and still having to eat regularly until
ChristineA beat of silence swept across the room. Many expressed concerns to their mates and beloveds like it was some sort of joke. The war in Bergarian was a hot topic for days, but always talked about in the seclusion of their homes.Nights spent in the living room with Rowan, Adaline and my parents were nothing but hushed whispers while the Assassin stood in the corner. Just watching. Even he was unsettled as we whispered of the gloom that could rapidly come to earth.The dark wizardry had been contributed to by something we didn’t know, the portal closing almost without warning. The Bergarian royals had brought the strongest Alpha werewolf of Earth along with his luna, that had experience in beating a demon which had inhabited a witch’s body. This brought more questions.More rumors, more speculations as we sat around in the small circle of friends. Suron did not make many comments, but Enzo certainly had his theories.Enzo had returned before the declaration of the portal to be
Sebastian Christine sat on her knees, her night silk nightgown tickling her skin down to mid-thigh. The silk draped down her body, her nipples already hardened. A chill ran down her spine, as my hands traced the cover that hid her delectable body. Her hands lifted the base of the gown, pulling it over her head, leaving her in a black, laced panties. “Goddess, you are beautiful,” I forced from my lips. Speaking to her was always difficult when she bared her body to me. She made me speechless, made my heart flutter lightly in my chest. The room was still dark, despite it being late morning. The curtains moving with the air in the room, gently swaying on the carpet. My ears now turned to be in tune with the woman that was in front of me, because it was only she that mattered. Christine’s hair, which she had meticulously put in a braid before we went to bed, laid over her shoulder, tickling my chest as she straddled over me. “So, do I get to taste a little of heaven?” Kill. Me. Now.
Christine“If you expect me to go to sleep after that, you are insane,” I muttered into his shoulder. Not wanting to pry my head off his chest, hearing that steady heart that I loved to hear so much, I wrapped my arms around him tightly.I had done a stellar job not crying, but the dam was about to break.“Christine,” Sebastian cooed, trying to pull me off his chest.“Nuh uh,” I shook my head. Not happening, bro.“Christine,” he said more sternly. My mouth opened and then my fangs bit into his shoulder where my head was laying.“Oh fuck! What are you doing!?” I giggled, because I totally forgot that I had fangs and I could do the stabby-stab thing. Unfortunately, my body was having a mixed reaction to what I thought was funny because I began crying.Gods help me.“He’s gone,” the deep voice from the other side of the room muttered. “His body has retreated to the Underworld. Hopefully Hades’ will take care of him. I’ll take my leave.” Hearing the creek of the door open, it let in the s
ChristineHearing the gentle click of the door, Sebastian walked down the hallways and left me to sleep. He tucked me in like a giant burrito along with Bob, thinking I would be simply fine without him.Oh, if he only knew.Somehow, I had calmed my heart when he ‘rocked’ me to sleep, making him think that I was zonked. It was weird. My heart was now both a voluntary and involuntary muscle response. Unlike humans, you can’t control your heartbeat, it kind of just does its thing. Not when you are a vampire. I could slow it, make it move faster, or match Sebastian's.So freaking weird.While he held me, I slowed it, to help soothe myself and keep it from beating out of my chest. It kept me grounded; it kept me from ripping through the room and claw every pillow until feathers dusted every surface. Slowing it down so much, he must have thought I had truly fallen asleep. Sebastian did what he could. I knew he was upset, but there wasn’t anything he could do to help me with the feeling I
SebastianI wanted to kill him myself.And here I was, holding my beloved in my arms, gently stroking the back of her head. I wanted nothing more than to destroy her father, but she clutched me too tightly. For now, I would hold her close, keep her safe in my arms but soon, I would get her the justice she deserves. Vanessa and Christine were dropped bombs of hidden truths in just minutes of each one. Who knew what other secrets the warlock held, but I was sure that this Assassin standing before us knew very well what they were. It was no coincidence that the Assassin was here, The Death Flock had a purpose: to take care of their intended target. This makes me believe that Broderick was being hunted. "Get them to the bunker," Rowan shouted, shaking us all from our thoughts. Suron stood there with his popcorn bag on the floor. His mouth hung open. I could smell the blood tears in his eyes when Broderick spoke of the death of these babies. Suron had a soft heart that loved to care for
ChristineHoly hairy monkey balls. My ex-dad stared at us like he had won the lottery. The arrogant look on his face let me know he didn't give an absolute shit that there were more vampires in the room than his lonely self. That bares the question is, how powerful is he?Hell, how did mom and I not know?The façade of being an airline pilot was the perfect cover. He was gone for weeks at a time and came home only when it seemed to be the least convenient time for the both of us. He showed up right when we were happy with just each other, but he would destroy that in an instant. Demanding mom should attend certain functions with him, get his face out there for all the humans to find him entirely and utterly handsome and trustworthy.Other than that, there was no other sign he would have been some creepy warlock. We didn't have any black cats, no locked door to the basement, no magical fairies dusting the house. How he had kept us from this was insane. We didn't know him, even more so