Amber & Lochlann (Flesh & Blood) (7 page)

Going down on to his knees he ran his hands up her smooth long legs pushing the short black dress she was wearing up to discover that she had gone panty-less tonight. At first she wasn’t going to, but at the last moment she had
quickly pulled them off, then as she moved to put them back on he had knocked on her door freezing her in her tracks and she had quite forgotten about them until she heard the small intake of breath at his discovery.

Pushing her legs apart he leaned in a
nd inhaled, “Oh Amber your aroma is so intoxicating, I cannot wait to find out what your womanly honey tastes like.” Opening her to him with one hand he slipped the other over her slick folds feeling her wet arousal and spreading it up and over her clit then slipping them back to her heat and pushing first one then two fingers into her tight pussy. Running her hands into his dark hair she urged him forward, desperate to feel his mouth on her, to give him that taste he had spoken of. “Taste me Lochlann,” his eyes flashing up at her heavy with hunger.

“It would be my pleasure.”

As his fingers continued exploring her heated depths his mouth went to work on her clit, licking and sucking the small swollen bud into his mouth. Twisting his fingers he searched for that small sensitive spot, knowing he had hit it when her body twitched and her breath hitched. Rubbing against it faster he bit down lightly on her clit sending her into climax. His name spilling from her lips as her body shook and her legs went from under her, Lochlann catching her and laying her down gently on the floor. Lying down beside her he stroked her face, kissing her softly as her body calmed. “You taste divine my dear, as I knew you would.”

“What’s happened to your eyes?” she asked noticing that
they had changed slightly, they seemed darker, closer to black than any other colour.

“Oh,” he breathed sitting up and moving slightly away from her.” It’s nothing Amber just the e
ffect of your heated blood that’s all, but don’t worry you have no need to fear me I promise.”

“I know.”

“You do?” clearly surprised.

“Well yeah. I trust you Lochlann, that is why I have let things go this far and I want them to go further,” moving towards him and straddling him. “I’ve felt both your fingers and your mouth upon
my flesh but I want so much more, I want you buried deep inside me,” grinding her bare pussy against the mound in his trousers.

“While I would love for that to happen I am afraid it cannot happen tonight.”

“Why not?” her face falling in disappointment.

“B
ecause you tempt me in ways no one else has for a very long time and I don’t want to risk your trust by rushing things and not being able to control myself when your body blooms in orgasm and your blood calls to me. I need to be fully fed Amber if I am to be completely in control when I take you that way.”

She wanted to tell him that she didn’t care, that she would risk it, and that he could even feed from her if that is what he needed but she stopped herself. She wasn’t ready for that, not yet maybe not e
ven ever.

“So when?”

“I will feed again tomorrow as soon as the sun sets. That’s if you want to take things further?”

She wanted to tell him that she did, that she desperately wanted that, but the words stuck in her throat, her mind in turmoil.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

“Beth can I ask you something?”

She had woken up more confused than ever, not knowing what to do, so she had gone dow
nstairs to practise and found Beth working on a new routine. After both wearing themselves out they had sprawled out on the dressing room floor to catch their breaths.

“Of course, what’s up?”

“Have you ever been attracted to them, you know to the vampires more, than the obvious physical attraction anyways?”

“Oh dear, you’ve fallen for him haven’t you? In all honest truth no I haven’t, but
there have been others that have. A few girls over the years I have been here have grown close to a client, have drawn in by their charm.”

“What happened to them?”

“Most left with the vamps after Tristan relinquished his hold on them. But one or two, well they never made it that far. It all depends on the control the vamp has over themselves.”

So she wasn’t the only one, there were others that had felt feelings like those she was feeling t
owards Lochlann and had taken the risk, most having survived but not all. To die at the hands of the one you loved. Could she take such a risk? And what had happened to the ones that had survived after they had left. And how had they? Tristan ‘Owned’ them, fair enough he didn’t own her but still, she needed to find out. She would have to ask Rachel, she was the only one that would know apart from Tristan of course but she wasn’t comfortable asking him, he was Lochlann’s friend. What if he said something to him? No she couldn’t risk that.

Rachel was in her office, her eyes gl
ued to the screen of her computer, “hey Amber what can I do for you?”

“I just wanted to ask about something… I was wondering what happened to the girls that left here with vampires, the ones that developed feelings for them?” That got her attention. Amber
had expected her to be shocked, horrified even. But no, the look in Rachel’s eyes was anything but.

“Oh hell, I had hoped that this wouldn’t happen with you but I guess it was inevitable with one such as Lochlann. Those that were lucky enough to find a mat
e with enough control have all gone on to live with them, some deciding to remain human for a time in order to feed their mate. But eventually they all take the ultimate bite and become a nightwalker like their lovers.”

“They become vampires?”

“Yes, even now the idea of Lochlann leaving pains you doesn’t it?”

“Yes.” She couldn’t deny it, it terrified her.

“Well do you really think that if you chose to be with him that he wouldn’t feel the same way about you? To become a vampire would be the only way to be with him forever, otherwise you would age and decay before his eyes.”

She had never thought of that. But Lochlann had never offered her a life with him, he was a
ttracted to her, had proven it, but was that all it was, a brief attraction? If she gave herself to him would he be done with her after getting what he wanted? She didn’t think she could bare the heartbreak, but she knew she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn’t and again she couldn’t live in regret. So what was she to do? Give in or pull away?

 

*****

 

“So what do you say Marcy?” Lochlann asked.

He and Tristan had explained their idea to Marcy about her retirement from club life to his estate in Scotland. It had taken sometime to convince her they were actually being serious and not
pulling some kind of joke.

“Well I don’t know. It would be great, beyond fantastic but I can’t imagine not being here, I’ve sort of grown attached to this place. The thought of living a somewhat normal life outside of these walls is kind of terrifying.” Th
at was understandable she had never left the club apart from the odd shopping trip and doctors visit. “And all the girls, what will I do without them? I never had the chance to have children but they are all like daughters to me,” tears flowed down her face. It broke something inside of him to see her this way.

“Hey there is no need for that, you take your time and think about it and remember you would not be saying goodbye forever, you could easily visit,” Tristan said.

“But Lochlann never comes here anymore, and I have a feeling the only reason he did was because of this offer, am I right?” looking him in the eyes. She was right of course that why he had originally come here, but things were different now, Amber had changed everything. But still she had not given in to him, given in to the desires he knew she felt. If she didn’t, if she refused him and stayed here then he would visit every chance he got, that’s if he could force himself to leave at all.

“I will return Marcy if that is what you wish. I
would not keep you away from this place and anyway you do not need my permission to come here. I am not your owner and I never will be. You are a free woman to do with your life as you choose. I am simple just offering you somewhere safe, and might I add beautiful to live.”

They left her to think things over and returned to Tristan’s office. “So what is happening between you and Amber? I have noticed the growing tension between you both and I can smell her scent on you, her ‘honey’,” his lips turning up in
a knowing smile.

“I'm not sure at the moment, every time I think she is going to give herself to me completely she panics. She is in two minds.”

“She has always had this perception of us that we are cruel, evil creatures, not human in the slightest. Some of the members here haven’t helped with that view, but you have shattered that image. She needs time to come around, to accept what she now knows as truth.” Rachel said walking in to the room without invitation.

“To knock would be polite Rachel, even if I d
id hear your heels clicking down the hall,” Tristan smiled.

“Has she spoken with you?” Lochlann asked.

“Yes she just left my office, wanted to know about the other girls that have mated with vampires in the past. So obviously she has been talking to someone about this.”

Not all mating’s went well with humans, some of the girls had died in the past when their chosen mate hadn’t been able to control their thirst for blood. “Hell if she knows of those tales then I will never get her to be my mate.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure. She spoke to Raven the other day, asked about feeding.”

“Really?”

“Really, Raven told me all about it. Wanted to know if it hurt, along with a few other details and you know Raven, I have no doubt she told her all the positives and probably none of the faults.”

Yes Raven was known for her offering of blood. So much so that Tristan had on occasion banned her from any bites.

“I swear that girl is addicted. Think we may need to have another talk with her soon,” Tristan said.

“Most defiantly
, her neck was covered in bites the other night I dread to think about the rest of her.”

 

*****

 

The water was lovely and warm, relaxing, the smell of lavender drifting in the air around her. But while her body was relaxed her mind was anything but. She was going to have sex with a vampire. How the hell had that come about? In a matter of a week her whole belief of what vampires were like had been turned on its head. She had always thought them evil, at least underneath the facade she saw on the surface, but now she knew different. She cared for Lochlann deeply. Every day they were growing closer and closer, she knew she was falling for him, falling deep, but there was no stopping it now. He had shown her a side of him she couldn’t ignore, a loving, caring side.

They would meet later than normal tonight as he was going to visit Marcy first for a feed. She still hated the thought of him taking pleasure from someone else, even though it was necessary as she had never offered him the blood he needed to live.

The sky slowly began to darken outside though she felt no rush to get ready. Her phone began dancing across the edge of the large Jacuzzi bath. Grabbing it before it danced into the water she answered it without checking the caller ID, “Hello?”

“Amber dear i
ts Mrs Brown, just wanted to check on you. You haven’t been in all week and I was wondering if everything was ok.”

“Oh yes, I'm so sorry I didn’t call. I'm working away at the moment.” Mrs Brown knew she worked nights but she hadn’t told her exactly what s
he did, a few places had turned her away after finding out she was a stripper.

“Did you get my note?”

“Yes I did, I'm still looking for a place but so far things don’t seem to be going to well, I may need to stay a little longer. Is that a problem?”

“It is
a bit. You know I have allowed you to stay longer than we normally allow and well if you don’t need the room we do have a waiting list. I don’t like to keep people away when I have a room sitting unused.”

“Of course, I really am sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it dear. But if you do not need the room at the moment would you be ok with me removing your things so I can give it to someone else?”

What could she say? It wasn’t her place. She couldn’t deny someone a room they needed when she herself had a roof over h
er head, at least for a few more nights at least.

“No of course not.”

“I would only be able to hold on to them for a day or two though. You would need to come and fetch it. Is that a problem? How far away are you?”

“It’s no problem; I'm not too far away. M
y suitcase is under the bed, it should all fit in there. I will be round sometime tomorrow afternoon to collect it if that is convenient for you?”

“That is fine my dear. I don’t like to do this but there are other people that need a roof over their heads a
t the moment.”

“I understand, really I do. I will see you tomorrow.”

“Yes tomorrow, bye dear.”

She would have to make sure she got up early enough to go and fetch her things, and then she would have to really begin considering some of the places she had
already seen. There had to be something out there.

 

*****

 

The show just wasn’t interesting him tonight and he wasn’t even trying to pretend that it was. Instead his eyes remained glued on Amber as she sat there running her finger around the rim of her glass of wine over and over again. Every other night she had refused to drink alcohol instead choosing to stick to water, but as he had made to order their drinks she had asked for a large glass of white wine instead. He had tried to start conversation a few times but she was only giving one word answers so he had soon given up. Something was on her mind. Had she decided that she didn’t want to go any further with him? Hell he hoped not, he had thought of nothing else but what it would feel like to have her wet silken pussy clamping around his cock as she climaxed as it had his fingers the night before. He needed to talk with her, to ask her what was wrong, what she was thinking. But here in the club was no place for that conversation, not when the room was full of vampires that would be able to hear everything that was said over the load music, even if they whispered. Rising from the table he downed the last of his glass of blood and held out his hand to her. “Let’s head back up.” Nodding slightly she took it and walked hand in hand with him to the elevator, but never once did she meet his eyes or speak a word.

The silence was deafening, never had it been like this between them, what was going on in her head. “Amber? Please say something.” She began fidgeting wi
th her hands, giving him quick glances. “Just tell me what you have decided. Do you want to take things further between us? I know you have been torn over the past few days.

“I want to, but I'm worried.”

“It all comes down to trust. Do you trust me Amber?”

“You know I do.”

“You trust me enough to give you pleasure, to be alone with you but do you trust me with your body, trust me not to take that what you do not give?”

Her blood.

She did, never once had he done anything without her asking for it of him first, and a part of her wanted to give him that also, give him everything. But there was a small voice in the back of her head that kept telling her she was crazy, that it was too much. But he was leaving soon, very soon and tonight was the last night of her arrangement with him. Rachel had called her earlier as she was getting ready to inform her that as tomorrow was open night at the club she would be back on the main stage. It was now or never. So did she trust him enough to go through with her deepest desire?

“Yes Lochlann, I trust you completely.”

 

*****

 

His mouth was hot against hers as he backed her into the suite and straight through to her room. It was finally happening he was finally getting the one thing he wanted more than anything, needed more th
an anything. As her legs hit the back of the bed he lowered her down and looked into her heavy eyes. “So you really want this?” he asked. He needed to give her one last chance because he was at the edge of no return.

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