Vampyre Blue (10 page)

'Yes Mistress.'

Daen poured shower gel into his hands, lathering it up and then started rubbing it into his wet skin, cleansing every inch. Blue couldn’t resist any longer. She walked into the shower with Daen and started caressing his skin, she just wanted to touch.

'Hold me.' She whispered as the water started pouring over her. They kissed under the streaming water,

'You are so beautiful Mistress.'

They kissed hungry passionate kisses, he picked her up in her red latex dress, he peeled it off her skin, underneath latex underwear waited for his eyes. She was magnificent. He kissed her neck, he wanted to bite her again, but he knew he couldn’t.

'Mistress, please bite me.'

Blue was so into this passionate fantasy that she obliged and bit him, it wasn’t like before in the garden, not as overwhelming but the passion burned through her whole body. Daen tore off her underwear. They kissed passionately, losing themselves in the moment, in the shower they couldn't resist the heat between them, giving each other orgasm after orgasm.

Chapter Nine.

Isis had made Pierre feel welcome and relatively at home. He couldn't go out in the day like she could. Isis had always wondered about the difference between Vampire and Vampyre. The first couldn't catch a tan, the second could. But how the hell the genetics worked beat her. She had some work to do to find the answers, ancient texts to pour over. More importantly than that however was getting Pierre back to Blue. If the prophecies were going to work out Isis knew she had to make sure Blue was safe, or at least unexposed.

Pierre loved Blue more than he knew, she needed to be protected. Isis could see that Pierre loved her more than life itself, there was no one more suited to the task.

Once the sun disappeared behind the sand dunes of the Sahara she summoned Pierre from his luscious sleep.

'Pierre.'

He appeared, he looked refreshed, fierce and incredibly desirable.

'Isis my Queen.'

She smiled,

'My my, how the Egyptian air has been so good for your soul.'

'You. You are good for my soul.' He walked up to her, giving her a hug like a child would hug their mother. They released each other after a heart warming moment.

'Pierre you need to be near Blue. You need to be able to protect her. There are prophecies, talking of her importance and she is named as the one who will restore balance to the immortal. You and I may not understand what this means, but it means that she is more important than Daen knows. She has a higher purpose. She must not and can not be tainted by anyone else’s ambition or want.'

'Shall I go straight away?'

'Oh not just yet. She will be fine for a few days. I like your company, I'm not quick to be alone once more.'

*

'So how was last night?' Star burst into Blue's room and practically ripped the curtains apart. Her room screaming with light. Even though she was a light walking Vampyre Blue didn't appreciate the shock. She was glad she didn't burst into flames in the sun, but could understand why. It was blazing hot.

'Ugh!' She pulled the covers over her head.

'Why do you feel the need to invade my lye in?' Blue grumbled from under the covers.

She jumped onto her bed, jumping up and down.

'I'm going out with the Prince today!' She squealed again and again, 'He rang me this morning!'

Blue swore under her breath and thought she could truly murder her sometimes, she bit her tongue. Star flopped onto the bed and turned to look at Blue.

'So why are you here this morning?' She asked her, 'I shouldn't be seeing you until this afternoon, at least!'

'She is so bloody nosey.'
Blue thought to herself.

'I am here right now because Daen is actually a gentleman and he dropped me home.'

'Oh Boo!' She smirked, 'How very dull!'

'At six am.' Blue added.

Star looked up at Blue with her eyes wide open,

'What on earth did you two get up to?'

'I'm not telling!' Blue smiled at her.

Star was unbelievable sometimes, Blue gave in, she knew Star wanted to tell her everything about this Prince meeting.

'Come on then, tell me what you're desperate to get out and share with anyone who'll listen!'

She snuggled up to Blue in bed, telling her that the Prince had rang her this morning and he was going to have a driver pick her up for a dinner date this evening. Now all she wanted Blue to do was go help her pick out an outfit. That meant one thing. Retail Therapy!

They went into the city to one of Star's favourite boutiques. Blue could swear they must know she's coming, practically rolling the red carpet out for her. Blue stood by the side of her watching how different the shop owners and assistants are with her. Blue wished she was Star when she went out shopping, Blue thought everyone would wish they were Star when they went shopping. Blue actually hates shopping, the entire miserable experience. The changing rooms are always tiny, the lighting is always horrendous. The clothes pretend to be the size you are, then somehow miraculously shrink by the time you get to the changing rooms. Now she just buys the clothes and takes them home. She has a wonderful wardrobe full of clothes that she can't actually fit into! Same as any girl.

Star got the outfit she wanted. A little black number. After all you can't go wrong with a little black number. Her accessories were red. Just a clutch bag and her lipstick, everything else was black.

They got her back to hers, Blue helped her pamper herself and get ready for the hot date with the Prince.

'Have you heard from Daen today?' Star asked Blue.

'Actually no I haven't' Blue shrugged her shoulders.

'You should ring him.'

'Maybe when you've gone out.' Blue told Star, then added, 'Anyway, let's get you ready and stop asking me about my love life!'

'It’s fun playing cupid!'

'Not for me its not.' Blue exclaimed.

*

'Valentino!'

Cleo was stretched across a sun lounger in the enormous indoor pool house made of glass just across from their house, the Tuscan sun strong in the sky for November.

'Are you coming for a swim?' She yelled asking him.

Valentino strolled in through the open French doors, he smiled watching his boys running and jumping in the pool.

'Bella my beautiful of course. Let me change.' He took a seat next to her. He removed his trousers and had his swimming shorts underneath.

'Are you glad we’re here?' Cleo asked.

'You can’t even imagine how much.' He replied smiling into her eyes.

Cleo was so happy now, Star had really helped her by mentioning the agency in a very bad light. And because she was so well in with the hierarchy of the agency her true identity was only known to a couple of employees. She was going to be safe now, her children and her husband were safe. She had made the right move, the right decision. Cleo had gotten her edge back. Even if they did come to her, she would always be ready, this was her game and they couldn't compete without her knowledge.

'I love you so much.' She told him.

'I know you do,' He kept smiling, 'I love you too my sweet Bella Cleo.'

'Let’s never leave here.' She said, looking at her children jumping in the pool.

'You’ll not have an argument from me.' Valentino said staring at Cleo watching their children.

'Shall we go swim with our boys?' She asked him.

Valentino stood up, he held her hand gently and pulled her up off her sun lounger. They held hands and jumped in the pool.

*

Teresa, Jayne’s new lover walked over to the dresser in Jayne’s room, pulling the drawers open. She was looking for anything and nothing in particular. Just moving clothes and jewellery around. Jayne was showering in her en-suite, another long term guest in Star’s Mansion.

Jayne was thinking to herself in the shower, the water flowing over every boyish curve of her lean porcelain frame. Fresh in her mind the entangled love making of the night before and that morning. She loved making love to women, the intimacy and gentleness of it. She had only a couple of experiences with boys, but they had left her with hard to explain injuries and mental anguish.

She lathered soap and caressed herself, washing her intimate areas, just as her lover had done the day before. She ached for her kisses. She called Teresa from the shower.

'Teresa.'

Teresa was frantically looking through Jayne’s possessions now, she couldn’t find a damn thing. Even in her phone. She heard Jayne calling her. She decided to cease the search and carry on with this bastard of a relationship. She walked into the en-suite.

Jayne beckoned her into the shower, Teresa seductively stripped for her and then strolled into the huge double shower. They kissed, passionately, intimately, hungry for one another. Jayne’s hands exploring Teresa’s body, caressing every sensitive part. Slowly licking her nipples, whilst exploring her pulsing throbbing sex. Jayne slowly kissed her way down to Teresa’s aching sex, she massaged her with her tongue. Teresa was clinging onto the shower in sheer ecstasy, shuddering with pleasure.

Teresa returned the favour, licking Jayne’s scars as she made her way down, Jayne tasted sweet. They ended up on the floor of the shower, the water pouring over their writhing bodies. Hands all over one another, intimate passion, kissing.

Jayne was in love. She’d never been like this with anyone.

*

Eliza
had arrived in Egypt excited and happy. She’d always wanted to do some research into the ancient Egyptian rituals, she had never really had an opportunity before. She had been all over the entire world researching every other culture, but hadn't actually made it to spending time in Egypt. This was well overdue. Amelia was by her side all the time, wherever Eliza went and Egypt was no different.

In the airport she made her way to the carousel, collected her bags and proceeded through customs. A sign with her name on it in the arrivals lounge wasn't out of the ordinary, but the gentleman's clothing was a little more upmarket than she was used to seeing. He took her bags from her and led her to her Limo. This was weird, usually research trips were poorly funded and expenses were bare minimums. She could have ignored the fabulous ride in a Limo, but the hotel was a six star luxury palace.

'Excuse me Sir,' She said as she knocked on the drivers window in the back of the Limousine, 'I’m sorry, but I think we have the wrong place here. There is no way my research budget has allowed for such extravagances.'

'No mistake Miss. Your friend Miss Star knew you would react like this and has told us to give this to you.' He passed her an envelope. The letter inside read;

'
Dearest Eliza,

Xxx Star.'

Once Eliza had gotten into her luxury hotel room she rang home. Jayne answered. Eliza told her that she’d arrived safely and that everything was fine and that Star had put her up in a Mansion in Cairo that was supposed to be a hotel room, and Jayne was instructed to tell Star how grateful she was.

At this point Amelia started buzzing around and making a fuss. Eliza ignored her for the minute and carried on talking to Jayne. She eventually rang off and then Amelia went mental.

'Jayne is in danger! Cleo is in danger! Star is in danger! Blue is in danger!'

'What on earth are you talking about?' Eliza asked,

'YOU are in danger!' Amelia shrieked.

'Amelia if you aren’t going to make sense to me then stop procrastinating!'

'Eliza sweet sweet darling sister, we are all in danger. But Jayne’s danger is first, she needs to be warned. That woman Teresa she is with, she is trouble. She isn’t who she says she is!'

'Okay! Okay! If I ring her back and tell her will you leave me alone?'

'If I must.' She sulked, disappearing in and out of the bed that Eliza was sat on.

Eliza dialled again, but this time there was no answer. Amelia shot Eliza an
'I told you so'
look.

*