Bliss (The Custos) (19 page)

             
"Cookie I will take your tears with me when I am gone, never will a soul know that the great London Chase shed a tear with her priest."

              He said nothing else and walked away. I liked that he called himself my priest, it made me feel safe and well.... like my crying was normal and not a moment of weakness.

              Fucking Preacher.

*

Cash

             
Three nights, I hadn’t seen her in three nights and three weeks but apparently I'm the only one who is counting. I missed her and didn't know if I would get her back.  I couldn't take my words back, I couldn’t say they weren't true. I loved her.

              Vampires were very territorial, protective and extremely hot tempered. Mix a woman in that and it's a recipe for disaster. Still didn’t change it though, I love her.

              End of.

              Now came the bitterness, the part where I had no choice but to let her go regardless of my own feelings. She is important to me and I will make sure she is safe but as far as any reciprocation from her? I was shit out of luck and broken hearted no matter how lame it made me sound.

              I was reaching the critical point now, knowing the woman I loved had let the fucker who wanted her dead in the house, knowing that I had left her exposed by wanting to surprise her rather than call and warn her. Can you say Borderline Psychotic?

              Before my anger and sadness took me down Preacher walked in and he smelled like my Princess. He had been lucky enough to speak with her, to see her.

              Fucking Preacher.

              "What's up?" I said not letting on about my bad mood.

              "Looking for details mate." He took a seat and crossed his legs, removing a joint from behind his ear.

              "All we found really was that she has a brother, he knows she's here and a ton of her blood samples." I scrubbed my face with my hands wishing it was sandpaper; at least it would dull the pain. "Her fucking entire genetic profile on paper too."

              "What the bloody hell for?"

              "We haven't got a clue. Yet." Preacher, bless him was as furious and confused as I was."It's a waiting game right now but Leushus thinks he can find the whys."

              "So why ya sittin in here waitin' on the phone while your girl is down stairs miserable without ya, as you are without her?"

              "Well miserable as she may be I am not gonna turn her Preach, not over this. I don’t care if it means she hates me forever. …… At least she would be alive."

              Before I could hear his reply I felt London, I felt her pain.

*

London

              I walked upstairs and through the kitchen, in need of a glass of wine but paused when I heard Preacher and Cash talking. I was certain they knew I was there, a human had a beating heart and a Vampire could hear it through anything but I still stayed in the kitchen as if minding my own business.

              "Here's the thing Mate." I heard Preacher say. "It's her life at the end of the day and if she wants to be a Vampire then make her a sodding Vampire." I had to stifle my laugh but it was hard. Preacher had the weirdest vocabulary of anyone I had ever met and I think sodding meant fuck, or at least the same relation.

              "I will when everything’s said and done, if she still wants it I will." Cash said but his tone sounded pissed. What was the big damn deal, why was he being so difficult? But Preacher was on it.

              Good boy.

              "Tell me mate, do you really want her forever or is this some pissing contest with the
Nex
. You care for the girl I get that but is this really what you want, or just jealous that she is willing to let anyone do the trick in hopes of being near you forever; because if you don’t want her,
forever
, then you need to man up."

              Everything I felt went still and my stomach tightened. I feared his answer but I needed to know.

              "Princess stop lurking in the kitchen like we don’t know your there."

              Fuck. Busted. Again.

              I walked into the living room but stayed back. "Well Preacher had a point. You say you love me then prove it. Agree to turn me, when all of this is over and I survive then agree to turn me." Compromise, when nothing else works in the relationship bargain till it does.

              Cash scrubbed his face and ran his hand back and forth over his head. My Vampire was searching for words. I had him.

              "Preach can we have a minute?" I asked and kicked my leg out to rise from against the wall.

              Preacher looked at his watch. "No, CSI is on and I aint about to miss it playing referee between you two. Go upstairs; I’m sure you'll work it out better up there."

              "Fucking Preacher." Cash said and I smiled because I was thinking it.

              I followed Cash up to his room and closed the door behind me but still stayed standing. "I love you too ya know. It took me a minute but yeah, I do." He made a move to talk but I held up my hand stopping him. "The anger inside of me fuels me Cash, it makes me the woman I am and for so long, forever I have had only myself to rely on, and the one time I loved I was destroyed by it. If I give you my heart and my body, then I need to know that you want me with you, forever or it's all worth nothing."

              "It’s not because I don’t want you, God knows I do but right now you have so much anger that nothing would keep you from bloodlust and it is the strongest in the beginning." He stepped up close to me, but he didn’t crowed me. He cupped my cheek in his palm, "You would hate yourself if you killed an innocent, and you would. That pain would kill you and you would turn
Nex
. One kill is all it takes Princess and I love you too much to lose you to them."

              His words and the way he held me in his palm told me all I needed to know and I let go. My love for him and the emotion I had been holding back came flooding in and I was drowning in my love for him. "Kiss me Cash...." I breathed.

*

Chapte
r
Fifteen

London

Everything kind of faded away; all that mattered were his hands on me, touching me. I deepened the kiss he gave me, my tongue searching his out as I gripped his shoulders to pull him closer to me. His restraint, god bless it, shattered.

              He drove his body against mine and pinned me to the wall, his chest a barrier I didn’t want free from. Desperate for flesh I pulled his shirt up over his chest and moaned when I felt the smooth cool pains of his chest, he was precisely carved steel, so hard and smooth and cool against my burning hands and his tattoo,
god
it was so beautiful. I scratched my nails over his back and shoulders and sighed when he broke our kiss to slide his tongue down my neck and below my ear.

              "I need you Princess...." he moaned before ripping my shirt at the neck to expose my shoulder and collar bone.”It's been so long, since I’ve been inside you. Let me in Princess." He said his voice low and filled with heat, commanding me to give him what he desired.

              Like I would say no.

              I reached for the draw string on my pants, thank God I hadn’t started my work out before Preacher came in or this would all have to wait till I showered, but I was ready, so ready and wet for him. The second my pants were down he dropped to his knees and said, "Step out." I did and he took one leg and placed it over his shoulder. "Are you wet Princess.... Oh fuck yes, your right where I want you." And with no warning he struck, fangs deep in the side of my thigh against my femoral artery while he slid two fingers in my pussy.

              "Oh God Cash..." I cried out and then shit got serious. He danced between my pussy and my vein tasting me, my blood and my heat, my sex and everything he stirred inside me. How could I have been running from him, from his love? I was lost without him for the last three weeks, but the last three days were hell and I knew that was where my fear had come from. Needing him, needing anyone was sure to break me but now in this moment I would never deny him of my love, no matter how angry or how bad it got. I would love him forever regardless the outcome.

              "Everything about you tastes amazing Princess." he said pressing his fingers back inside me deep as they would go, while his thumb worked at my clit. Every suck of his mouth on the crease of my thigh brought me closer to the edge and he wasn’t fucking around tonight, he wanted me coming. "I feel how close you are, but you
only
come when my mouth is right here." He gave the demand and then slammed his fingers in me deep making me cry out. Fearing Preacher would hear I put the palm of my hand over my mouth and stilled my cry.

              "No way Princess, I want to hear you come while I taste you." And I came, so hard so fierce that stars lined my vision and I had trouble keeping myself on balance.  He set my leg down but only briefly. He stood before me, hands braced against the wall by my head he kissed me good and hard, his mouth tasted like me, like my blood and I moaned as his fangs pierced my bottom lip. "Free my cock Princess." He said and leaned back so I could undo his Cocky buckle.

              He was hard and ready to be inside of me, the small drop of pre cum glistened against my finger and I brought it to my lips licking it slowly. He nodded as if he wanted me doing just that. "Brace your back against the wall; I’m fucking you now, right here right now."

              I did as he said and how fucked up was it that I moved fast to his demands? Suddenly serious he looked at me. "Put your arms around my neck and hang on, I’m gonna come at you fast and hard I can’t help what you do to me. You'll feel me for a week."

              His threat only heightened my excitement and I would deal with my feminist inside later. For now I held on like he said. He palmed his cock and came at me hard, pressing inside of me, stretching me to the point of pain. But it was good, so good I held on like he said to and got lost in the
thump thump crack
of the wall behind me. Fearing he may have busted a beam he moved out of me briefly, tossing me on the bed. "On all four so I can fuck you from behind."

              I scrambled onto my knees and felt him drive inside me, deeper and harder than any man before and cried out in ecstasy. Pulling my hair to the side I exposed my neck hoping he would- Oh yeah I got bit, good and hard he took from my body and my heart. I came the instant his fangs hit and cried out as he sucked me and fucked me.

              He stayed at my vein sucking deep while he still pounded inside of me, making me come again and again. How was it that he could do this to me, make me feel so deeply when he was inside of me? I loved knowing that my blood sustained him, that what made my heart beat in the mental sense was his love for me, knowing he took it physically.... made me want to cry from the joy of knowing how deeply I was inside of
him
.  I had never experienced such pleasure even from myself as I did from a simple touch from Cash. He was a God in bed and I could barely catch my breath before the next wave hit.

              My body shaking from all he did to me I leaned forward resting my head against the mattress, lifting my hips higher he moaned loud and pulled me back up but fully this time so my back was aligned with his chest. "I love you like this, where I can look over your shoulder and see your tits bounce every time I fuck into you. Pinch your nipple Princess, get it red and hard so I can bite you."

              I cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples tugging them lightly while he slipped a hand between my legs to find my clit and tugged it in time with the work he had me doing to my breasts. I don’t know if it was the sight of me but he growled, "Come Princess, one more time so I can feel you tighten around my cock."