Bliss (The Custos) (26 page)

"I know that." He said. He made a move like he wanted to come in but remained still.

"Good." I said and nodded. I was glad he was talking to me but feared it wasn’t going well.

"See, what you said. You were right." He finally stepped into the room but kept his distance from me. "I have held on to my Emigen for too long-"

..."Preacher I had no right."

He held his hand up, Vampire for Shut the fuck up. I did.

"I held on for so long I have kept myself at arm’s length from any woman. Last night when you looked at me you saw what I refused to."

He stopped for a few seconds as if gathering his thoughts. "It hurt, but I needed to hear it. She is dead and I will never see her again unless God shows me mercy. I however am still here and I can’t pretend I'm not lonely, because I am." I saw it then, saw the weight he carried for almost a century lift. He looked tired, and I wanted so desperately to hold him.

"Preacher how long has it been?" He knew what I asked.

He looked at me then and I knew what he was feeling. He felt transparent and exposed. It was an awful feeling. "The week I was turned... I went out the second I was free. The change makes you pretty.... yeah so it's been almost a century."

"Jesus." I said under my breath but he heard me. That long without contact of a lover, that long without affection and passion. It broke my heart. I stepped towards him and didn’t care if he wanted space. He was hurting and ashamed and I wouldn’t let him feel it alone. "Preacher." I said my voice soft. I called on the same advice he gave me once. "Let it go now, all of it. Let it go."

I opened my arms letting him know I was there if he needed me. I didn’t expect him to accept my embrace, but when he did I held my friend and promised him I would always be there for him.

*

London

I was on house arrest. No longer willing to fight with Cash I accepted but not without a fight. He pointed out my antics last week from Bliss and I didn’t have an argument. Now every night I stayed home with a babysitter. Sometimes it was Preacher; sometimes it was Leushus or Bastian but never Cash. He had a personal vendetta against Conlin and refused to stay home. Like I didn’t? Can you say double standard?

Tonight I was with a new guy. This should be fun. Cash was still getting ready for his night at the sky bar in PALMS. Jealously I watched him get ready for the night. I sat on the counter next to him feeling sorry for myself. “You know you don’t need to make yourself that appealing. It’s like your rubbing it in.”

"Don’t pout Princess; I hear it gives you wrinkles."

I scowled at him through the mirror but he only smiled. "That’s why some genius in the beauty industry invented Oil of Olay."

He laughed and leaned in to kiss me. Those kisses still melted me. Usually I was bored with a guy in a week or two but Cash had been mine for three whole months and I had no desire to ever be away from him. "You know if you would stay and babysit I could make it worth your while." I opened my legs and slipped a finger under my boy cut cotton panties and watched as his fangs elongated.

He dropped the towel he was wiping his hands on and stepped between my legs. In that moment he was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. He was shirtless and every hard line of his chest was on display. His jeans were unbuttoned and half zipped, his feet bare. I let my fingertips play down his arms, over his tattoos until I reached his wrists. "Stay..." I breathed and leaned in for a kiss.

He moaned and kissed me, giving me just enough to make me moan and pull him closer. He leaned his forehead against mine and looked down between our bodies. "Touch yourself again." He said and made a guttural sound as I dipped a finger under the band of my panties.

He slipped a hand under the white tank top I was wearing and went for my breast. He trailed his fingers under the top of my mound, grazing my rib cage and making me ache for a real touch. He let his head fall and nuzzled in my neck letting his fangs scrape my collar bone. The tips of his mo hawk tickled below my ear and I laughed when my arms covered in gooseflesh.

I dipped my finger deep into my pussy and pumped my hand a few times. I moved my finger back out and looked at it glistening from being inside of me. Knowing I was so close to making him crack I slid my finger over his lips, then leaned in to kiss him, tasting myself on his mouth.

He sat his palms on the counter beside my hips and looked at me. "You’re in dangerous territory Princess." His voice sounded on edge but I knew what edge he was teetering on and it was right where I wanted him.

"So are you. Leaving me wet and ready so you can go piss and moan at the bar all night." I lifted my shirt and slipped it over my head, letting my hair fall and splay over my breasts just how he liked. "When you could be here with me, inside of me, doing all sorts of nasty creative things to my body."

I tucked my thumbs into the band of my panties and shifted so I could pull them off. "Did you know I did a little gymnastics as a teen?" I asked and placed the heel of my foot on the counter next to my hip, then did the same thing with the other foot. Completely open to him I rested my hands on the counter Next to his.

He hissed the second he looked down and saw how open I was, right in front of him, naked and wet. "So what you’re saying is, if I stay in tonight I get to bend you in all sorts of positions and fuck that pretty pussy all I want?" He used his knuckles then to slide them between my clit. I arched and bit my lip.

"Mmm Hmmm."

He rolled his neck and pinched his knuckles together making me want to crack in half. "And if I don’t?"

I dropped my feet and crossed my legs, his hand still between the lips of my pussy we both moaned. His was from agony mine was because it felt so good trapping him between my thighs. "Then I finger myself and go to bed early and alone."

He dropped to his knees. "Let me in Princess." There was no candor in his voice. He was a man on a mission and I was his target. Looking down on him from this angle, his cross tattoo looked like a checkpoint letting me know he was right where I wanted him to be all night.

"Stay with me tonight Cash please...." I knew he loved when I begged and this whole scene was getting hotter by the second. I so was ready to beg.

He lifted one of my legs by the ankle and placed soft kisses, trailing up towards my thigh. I could see the fight he wanted to give me and I had to be careful to not push. I let my leg fall open as he placed it over his shoulder. "I have to taste you." He said and looked at me through his dark lashes. I felt the slip of his tongue as he parted my slit. Needing him to not stop I sighed and gasped when he found my clit. Each breath I took I undid him. He lifted my other leg and placed it on his other shoulder, then got serious. "If I stayed, wouldn’t this waste all the fun you have planned?"

That confused me. "What fun?"

He laughed and slipped a finger inside of me, then another. Sucking my clit in his mouth I asked again. "What did you mean...Oh yes right there!"

We didn’t talk any more. I couldn’t and even if I could I wasn’t about to make him stop so he could answer me. With each flick of his tongue he brought me closer to that blissful place, the one where I scream his name and beg him to fuck me.

"Harder." I gasped as he flicked and sucked, his fingers hitting that spot inside making me tremble till I was half off the counter and braced against the mirror.

I felt the orgasm race up my spine and my feet went numb but before the explosion he stopped and stood. Calm as a cucumber he went back to shaving. Just. Like. That.

"What are you doing?" I asked more than a little pissed. This was a bad mistake for him to make. Paybacks were a bitch and I would make him suffer.

"Teaching you a lesson." He said and licked the two fingers that were inside of me only seconds before. My body burning I wanted to scream. "Using sex as a weapon is cheating."

"Cash I swear if you don’t finish me you'll be sorry." He was a dead man. Pun absolutely intended.

"I'm shaking Princess. Go I need to get ready." And like that he lifted me from the counter and closed the door in my face.

It. Was. War.

I waited the whole five minutes before Cash stepped out of the bathroom, unprepared for what he was about to see. I sat perched in front of the bedroom door, it was locked and I wasn’t budging
because I was finger deep in my own pussy and so close to coming. I used my other hand to draw circles around my clit and I could feel his eyes on me.

"Almost done Baby?" He asked but his voice gave him away, as did the growing bulge in his jeans. See Vampires were highly sexual and once hard there was only one way for it to go down. They didn’t get blue balls, it was come or walk around all day hard. Cash would come.

"Not even close." I said and arched as the first wave of orgasm came. He watched as I slowed my hand and made no attempt to stop. I lifted my hand from inside my pussy and stroked two fingers over my carotid. He knew what I was about to do and growled. I had him and he knew it. "Now are you going to come fuck me and feed or do I need to open my vein for you?"

I didn’t have a clue how to do that and it was a total bluff but it worked. "Get on the bed Princess." He demanded but I was in control here.

"No fuck me here against the door." I said and stood my palm on the doorknob. He charged me and I timed it perfectly. Mere inches from reaching me I opened the door right as he went through it. "Here’s your lesson." I said closing the door and locking it.

"Never leave me wanting again."

*

Cash

I was watching the clock and desperate to get home. She taught me a lesson all right and I would mark her over and over again when I got home. She had been right. It had been too many nights apart and I was the fucker leaving her with someone else every night. I vowed then and there to make sure it was the two of us tomorrow night and make it up to her.

It was so hard to remember and I had to remind myself repeatedly that London was no soft flower. She was hard core and keeping her safe at home while I fought pissed her off. She was battle hungry and it was one of my favorite things about her.

After seeing her that night high and burning alive from the inside out I just wanted her safe, but never at the price I was paying. She was starting to resent me for it.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and texted her.

2mrw
nite me & u. luv u mss u. C

My phone went off with her reply two minutes later.

FUCK YOU...xoxo P

I smiled. That’s my girl.

I looked around the bar but couldn’t find any signs of a deal going down. Preacher Leushus and I were reading the nearly all human bar trying to pick up on anyone offering a drug better than ex.

But like every night for the past week we had nothing but the usual drug pushers, all human selling anything from weed to heroine. Deciding the night was a total wash I walked to the opposite side of the bar where Preacher was scoping. "I'm tired of this shit." I seen the waitress coming by and stopped her. Turning on the charm to move her a little faster I asked for a beer and a shot and winked at her making her smile and shake her ass a little harder.

"Careful with that Infatuation Cash. Cookie'll have ur' arse in a sling she finds out."

So true. "Well it’s like pulling teeth to get a drink in here. No wonder Nex and Custos preferred Vampire hangouts." Preacher laughed then raised an eyebrow when the waitress reappeared with drinks in tow.

"On the house." She said with a smile and slipped me her number. As she walked away I handed her number to Preacher.

"Take this and use it." I said with a smile. I took the shot and felt the burn calm my edgy nerves. I really should be home with London, beneath me, gasping. I scrubbed a hand over my face trying to wretch the thought from my mind. Sex fantasies had no place in the field and I knew it.