Amber & Lochlann (Flesh & Blood) (6 page)

She was close, her heart racing. “I'm going to come,” she gasped as her body began to shake against him. She had never lo
oked so beautiful he thought as her pussy clamped down around his fingers and she moaned loudly as her orgasm hit.

As the scent of her sweet honeyed come hit him his fangs elongated piercing his lip, the urge to bite her, to drink from her was so strong,
but he managed to hold back. He would not ruin how far they had come, would not ruin this moment by acting like an uncontrollable child. As she began to relax against him, her body coming down from climax, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him.

“Well that was one hell of a dance sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear.

“Glad you enjoyed it,” she smiled. “I don’t know what came over me, I just needed… needed you, your touch.”

“I'm not complaining believe me, but I think I need a drink,
the smell of you in climax is intoxicating.”

Her body stiffened at his words. “Oh sorry, sorry,” she gasped jumping up from his lap.

“I'm not. Don’t worry Amber you are safe with me, I promise. I have enough control to withstand.”

Just.

Chapter 4

The sun had risen, Lochlann had retreated into his room for the night and now all she could do was lay in bed staring at the ceiling, wondering what the hell had come over her.

She hadn’t planned it, hadn’t gone in there thinking that she would get him to bri
ng her to climax. But in the heat of the moment she hadn’t been able to stop the words coming out of her mouth, stop herself from asking for him to touch her. He had seemed very calm about it all, unfazed, but she was a wave of emotion. She didn’t regret it, not at all. It was one of the best experiences of her life. But now she was worried about what would happen next, how far would she allow her desire for him to take her? One thing was for certain, she needed to get some sleep and soon if she was to find Raven to ask her about feeding before Lochlann awoke. She wasn’t planning on doing it, on allowing him to drink from her, but she was curious as to what it would actually be like if she did. Finally she managed to get a few hours broken rest before sleep once again became impossible.

Around 6 o’clock when she knew Raven would be coming in to restock the bars before the night ahead she headed downstairs. Raven had worked at the club for a long while, though Amber was not sure exactly how long or how she ha
d ended up being ‘Owned’ by Tristan. She didn’t like to ask, if Raven wanted people to know she would tell them herself. She found her carrying a large tray of clean glasses to the members’ private bar on the balcony.

“Hey Raven,” she said as she approache
d.

“Oh hey Amber, haven’t seen you in a while. Been having fun with your vamp?” she said, a wic
ked smile on her red painted lips. “What can I do for you?” she asked as Amber stood there nervously, not knowing how to broach the subject. She didn’t want Raven or anyone else for that matter to know of her attraction to Lochlann, but she needed to ask someone about this.

“I was just wondering about something, and I couldn’t think of anyone better to ask than you.”

“Oh,” flipping her long black locks over her shoulder, allowing Amber a glimpse of fresh bite marks on her neck.

She must have fed someone last night, Amber thought. Vampire bites healed quickly, only staying visible for around 24 hours. As long as she didn’t feed anyone again from the same spot tonig
ht the marks would be gone by morning. “Come sit down and have a drink,” she said grabbing two bottles of beer from behind the bar and sitting down on one of the stools, indicating for Amber to take the one next to her. “So what can I do for you?”

“Well I
was just wondering what it was like?”

“What what’s like?”

“Feeding,” she whispered.

Raven began to laugh. “So you’re interested in the bite are you? Well I’ll be honest, it can hurt like hell or it can be the most pleasurable thing in the world. It all dep
ends on who does it really. I’ve had to feed some right bastards in my time, ones that are rough and brutal. You know the type. But then there are others. When the vampire is in control it is pure bliss, a tiny sting of pain and then heaven.”

So Lochlann w
as right, the bite wasn’t horrid. Well not if it was given by someone in control, someone that took care not to hurt the human feeding them. And he was also right that not everyone hated feeding, Raven looked anything but against it. Lochlann was always in control around her, his bite would be more pleasure than pain surely. She could imagine it, imagine his arms coming around her, him angling her head to the side, exposing her neck, sinking his sharp fangs in to her flesh. She shivered at the thought.

“And
the best bite,” Raven continued. “Comes during sex.”

Wow! What?

“Don’t look so shocked, I'm sure you know now that not all vamps are creeps like those immature young ones.”

She did, Lochlann was far from like any vampire she had ever met. At times she had
completely forgotten what he was, last night being one of those times. It had only been when he had said he needed a drink that she had remembered. He had even said that her blood was more appealing during climax. Did that mean that it would be more pleasurable for him during sex also?

Why was she even wondering that? Sex was out of the question, wasn’t it? But the idea of sex with him was quite appealing.

She didn’t tell Raven about what had happened between her and Lochlann, didn’t want to risk others finding out and judging her. Leaving Raven to prepare the bars for the night Amber headed back up to the room to make her own preparations, and to think over what she had learnt. 

On her way back upstairs Amber had walked past Rachel’s office, her mind in
turmoil. Was it best to tell her that she could no longer work for him, that it just wasn’t working out? That way nothing like last night would ever happen again. But as she had stood there outside the door her hand raised as if to knock she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Her heart ached at the thought of never seeing him again, of never feeling his gaze upon her, his hands. It hadn’t even been a week but already she was addicted to him, craved him.

Excepting that quitting her private job was not an opti
on she carried on up to the suite. There was no avoiding it, no avoiding what had happened during the lap dance and deep down she didn’t want to avoid it she wanted more of it. He was controlled, she could trust him, she knew she could. So tonight she would not hold back, she would carry on as normal and just go with the flow. Whatever happened, happened.

*****

“Another feeding?”

“Yes my dear and I am sorry that I have to keep coming but I don’t want to take any chances where Amber is concerned. She has
not offered to feed me so I will not take from her, not unless she asks me to,” he told Marcy as they sat together in the living room of her small suite. He hated feeding from her so much, it wasn’t fair on her. She could always refuse but he knew she would never do that which made it worse.

“Well I hope she does offer, I'm going to be running low on energy for a while if this keeps up,” she laughed offering her neck.

“So do I.”

As he bit down into Marcy’s soft aging neck he wondered if she ever would offe
r to feed him. She had surprised him so much already, what with the lap dance, then allowing him to bring her to climax. But would it be enough? It would have to be. He and Tristan were going to talk to Marcy soon and then he would be leaving. If Amber was ‘Owned’ he would buy her from him no problem, but she wasn’t. He couldn’t demand her to come with him, to leave her life here behind, to quit her job. He had grown attached to her over the past week, had come to depend on her. Life wasn’t boring with her around; she brightened up his dark world, made him feel alive again.

Extracting his fangs he licked the wounds clean helping them to heal quicker. “Thank you Marcy, I will let you retire for the night now.”

“Have a good night Lochlann and please, take care of her,” a knowing smile on her lips.

“Hi,” Amber said shyly as she exited her room, ready to head down to the club. He had worried how she would be around him now after last night but he couldn’t sense any emotions coming from her that would worry him too much, though she still seemed nervous around him, a little unsure. He would settle her nerves, he told himself. They would carry on as normal. That was unless she instigated anything, then he would only too happily oblige.

He had spent the day replayin
g last nights in his head, the scent of her arousal, her silky flesh under his hands, her moans of pleasure. When she had come on his hand he had wanted nothing more than to slip his fingers into his mouth, to taste her sweet nectar but then he had been overcome with the scent of her blood and she had risen suddenly from him and his desire to taste them had been forgotten as he had worked to reassure her that she was in no danger from him. At least he hoped she wasn’t. Anyone else would have been perfectly safe but there was something about her, she called to him.

They spent a good few hours in the bar talking, though she was a little quieter than usual. Tristan joined them for a while, filling him in on the previous night and the new members. Apparently ev
erything had gone smoothly and Tex was free to re-join them if Amber wished him to. She refused the offer which he was very glad about. She was being a little distant but at least she still trusted him enough to be alone with him. He didn’t ask her to dance for him that night and as they made their way back to the suite Amber finally brought up the lap dance, “About last night.”

“What about it?” he asked.

“I feel so embarrassed. What must you think of me?” stopping in the corridor and hiding her face in her hands.

“There is no need to be embarrassed, and as for what I think of you… I think you are a remark
able, beautiful, talented dancer who like myself was highly turned on last night and you was in need of some release. The fact that you asked me, allowed me to be the one to do it, to touch you. Well I am highly honoured.” Her face blushing as he pulled her hands away from her face gently. She was biting her bottom lip, looking up at him from under her dark lashes. He wanted to kiss her, to pull her hard against him and taste her mouth, to bite that lip himself. “Now let’s get back and order room service,” he said. Forcing himself to move he guided her towards the suite, his hand on the small of her back.

“Why haven’t you asked me to dance tonight?” Amber ask
ed as they sat at the table for dinner.

“I wasn’t sure if you would want to tonight, thought I would give you the night off. You have been dancing for me for almost a week now with no time off.” Even though it was only one dance a night he felt that she sh
ould at least have one night off from it, and she had danced twice the night before.

“I like dancing for you,” her eyes cast down at the table.

“I am glad that you do, but I don’t want you to feel like I am taking advantage.”

They continued their meals in
silence then retired to the sitting area, Lochlann popping himself down in the chair he had sat in for the lap dance. He found himself quite fond of that chair now. Maybe when he left he would buy it off Tristan and take it back home with him, give him some nice memories of his time with her.

“Don’t you want me to dance tonight?” she asked.

“I think it’s a little late for that now, the night will be over in an hour or two.”

“Well I could always give you another lap dance,” she whispered, a light blush on
her cheeks.

He could smell her arousal; it had been getting stronger and stronger through the night. What was she up to? He didn’t think a dance was what she really wanted. There was something else she was after… sex? Man he hoped so, but still she would h
ave to come out and say it before anything could happen.

*****

There she had said it, she had made the offer. Hopefully he would say yes and then she could dance for him again and hopefully seduce him. She needed him, needed to know what it felt like to have him buried deep inside her. Ever since Raven had mentioned sex it was all she could think about, no matter how much she told herself it was wrong. “I get the feeling that you don’t really want to dance for me tonight Amber. I think something else is going on in that mind of yours and I would very much like for you to tell me what it is.”

She didn’t want to say it. What if he rejected her? What if she had read all the signs wrong and he didn’t like her the way she thought he did? But she knew that he wo
uld never do anything unless she said that she wanted it. He had made her say that she wanted him to touch her last night. Thing was now she wanted so much more that touch, she wanted everything. Minus the biting of course, while Raven had promised her that it was pleasurable with the right vampire and she had no doubt that Lochlann would be gentle with her, she was still not comfortable with the idea of feeding him.

“I enjoyed last night Lochlann, really enjoyed it. And well I wouldn’t mind doing that agai
n, maybe even more. You know that I am attracted to you, aroused by you. Well I can’t fight it any longer.”

“Well,” he said, a slow smile spreading on his lips. “I am very glad you have told me.” Standing, pulling her up with him he grasped her wrists and
walked her backwards pushing her up against the wall. “I only wished you had informed me earlier as we have very little time left before sunrise, which means I will not get to do everything I want to this magnificent talented body of yours.”

His mouth cam
e down on hers, his lips soft which she had not expected. She opened for him, their tongues meeting. He kept her wrists held tightly against the wall pushing his body against hers. She could feel his erection pressing against her. Kissing the corner of her mouth and across her cheek he made his way down her body placing open mouthed kisses to every inch of skin he found. When he ran out of flesh he pulled the straps of her dress down her shoulders to free her breasts so he could feast upon them. The first touch of his tongue had her leaning her head back against the wall, moaning as her legs shook. Swirling his tongue around her nipple he sucked it into his mouth being careful to keep his fangs in check as he bit lightly at first and then harder when she moaned for him to do it again.