“
Sara, please, now, take me now.” Before the last word spilled from his mouth, she wrapped her mouth around him.
Her mouth was hot and wet, tight like her. He couldn’t hold back. He reached down and cupped the back of her head. Holding her head gently, he began pumping his length in her, fucking her mouth like he had her body. He wanted to be easier, not rock so hard, but when she wrapped her hand around his length, he started pumping like a man possessed. He looked down at her through hooded eyes and saw her riding her own fingers, riding them like he was fucking her, like he was fucking her mouth. His climax grabbed him, he roared as he released deep into her mouth, and she swallowed every drop. When his last of his cum spurted into her luscious mouth, he jerked her up and slammed her onto the counter, tearing away the shirt and panties. He rammed his still hard cock deep inside her, fast. It didn’t take long for him to come again, and as soon as he bit her, she came with him, screaming and sobbing his name over and over again.
~~~
Aaron watched her sleep. It wasn’t the deep sleep of his kind, but of the exhausted sleep of a woman well used throughout the night. He smiled down at her. She was his mate.
Sara would never be boring, that was for sure. He was looking forward to many, many years with her beside him and him beside her. He kissed her gently on her brow, careful not to disturb her. They had made love, sometimes bordering on violent at times, several times tonight. She needed to rest, and he needed to go and find Colin.
They needed to set in motion better security for his home. He also wanted Colin to search for as much information as he could about Shermie, Mel’s mate. What he’d been up to since Mel had gone into hiding. He also wanted to know if he’d been the one beating Sara all this time. If he had, then there wasn’t going to be a realm, human or magical, that he could hide in that Aaron wouldn’t be able to find him.
Aaron was back long before daybreak, finding he couldn’t be without her. He was drifting off to slumber, smiling and thinking about what a turn on it had been to watch her eat a burger. He couldn’t wait to tell Duncan to get a good supply of burger fixings and fries in the house. Duncan was going to be pissed about the mess in the kitchen, or maybe not. Duncan had become very lax about things when it came to Sara. Sex, at least like they had had on a counter, was not very neat and tidy.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
That evening when Aaron rose, Sara was gone. He was up and getting dressed to find her when she whispered through his mind.
“
Good morning. Did you sleep well, bloodsucker?” He felt her laughter race across his skin like a touch.
“
Good morning yourself, human. Yes, I slept very well. Someone wore me out completely. Where are you, love? I thought you’d be here when I arose.”
“
I have a job. Some of us aren’t wealthy and can laze about all day in bed.” He felt her laughter again, her voice doing all sorts of things to his libido.
“
I thought we’d spend the day in my bed, getting to know each other...better.” He sent her waves of his need for her. He felt when she became so aroused that it was uncomfortable for her. That made him smile.
“
Stop that,” she told him breathlessly. “I’m at about twenty-five thousand feet right now, so I don’t need to get all hot and bothered by you just yet. I can come over after I land. Would that be okay?”
“
I want you here all the time, Sara. Move in here with me, stay with me?” He asked. He knew that this should have been something he asked her in person, but his heart and his body couldn’t wait.
“
We’ll talk when I come over. I…I’m not...I don’t...”
“
It’s all right, love.” And he realized that it was. He loved her. “When you come over, we’ll talk, okay? I don’t want to force you into anything you don’t want. I just need to see you.”
“
Okay then. I will land in about forty-seven minutes, and then it will take me about twenty-three minutes to get to your house. I’ll see you then?” He heard the relief in her voice and tried not to be hurt by it.
Only Sara would give exact times. He grinned. He knew that she was correct in the amount of time it would take her to land and be at his house. Why? Because she was Sara.
“
All right, I’ll see you then. Oh and Sara, don’t eat anything. I had Duncan get you some stuff to eat. I want to see you eat those French fries.”
~~~
Sara landed the beautiful Cessna just over forty-eight minutes later, taxiing to the hangar on a perfect landing. She was reaching out to Aaron to let him know she was running behind when she felt them in the hangar. The High Council had finally come for her. She got off the plane and went straight to them. She felt there was no reason to run. They’d find her again anyway.
“
Sara, please don’t fight us,” Tyler Sims, second in command of the Royal Guard, pleaded with her. “You know that in this world we’d have to kill you immediately if you do.”
Sara looked at the men before her and sighed. She could easily kill them all, even without her armament. They were an untried and young group of men and women. Marcus had told her that most of the others, the more seasoned and trained, had fled, taking their families away when Sherman had taken over Molavonta after Mel had disappeared. Most, if not all of them, were hiding in the human realm until things returned to normal. She wondered if that would ever be possible now.
“
I won’t fight,” she told him as she put her arms forward, palms out. No, she wouldn’t fight them. She needed to let Aaron know what had happened and to contact Mel to take care of their bond. She wouldn’t have him die because of her.
Two men stepped forward and clamped the leg shackles and wrist irons on her. Drawing his sword, Tyler walked toward her. She could tell that he was scared and nervous.
“
I won’t fight you, Tyler, I promise you.”
At his nod, he touched it to the skin just over her heart. As soon as he touched her skin with his sword, they were in Molavonta standing outside one of the dungeons doors.
“
I’m sorry Sara,” he told her as soon as the others left them alone. “But I thought if I was with you, you’d stand a better chance of getting here in one piece. Orders were to kill on sight if you put up the least resistances.”
“
I figured as much. When...do they have a time set yet?” She couldn’t ask when her beheading was. It was too much. Her heart crumbled in pain. Aaron, oh Aaron.
“
There’s to be a trial first. I’ve never heard why. Usually, they just take the accused out and lop off their... Oh my God, Sara, I’m sorry. I...I wasn’t thinking,” Tyler said.
“
It’s all right, really. If you could, could you maybe keep me informed? Not at risk to yourself, but you know...?” She couldn’t look at his stricken face any longer, and turned toward the cell door. As she slid inside, he moved beside her.
“
This is from the queen,” he whispered as he put small stone in her hand and slipped back out again. In a louder voice, he said, “Yes, when I know, you’ll know.”
~~~
When April and Demetrius came into their office at the air strip, Melody was answering the company phones. It would have been comical if they hadn’t heard what she was saying.
“
Yes, I’m pretty sure we fly there, too. No, no I don’t know anything about planes, big or little. Other than they can fly, of course. When I want to be somewhere, I just zap myself there… No, I don’t want to zap you anywhere, but if you keep being stupid, I might just zap you.” She turned to them as she was hanging up the now dead receiver. “He hung up on me, the nerve. Hi, we have a problem.”
Demetrius knew that if Melody the Queen was here, then something had seriously gone wrong. He’d just leave this time, not stand and fight. He couldn’t chance losing April and the child. He looked around the beautifully appointed office. All the leather on the chairs and chrome tables were more to his tastes rather than April’s, but she had been getting used to it. He loved the shelves, though. They held some of the most unique model planes he’d ever done. He’d carved them all by hand over the centuries.
The photos on the wall were of birds and kites and other flights of fancy, all precursors to the flight of man. The windows looked out over the large, wooded area on the back lot, where they were currently having their home built. This room’s dark paneling made it seem homey and warm despite the modern touches. All the clean lines and smell was usually relaxing, but it wasn’t working right now. Too much stress in his personal life what with the new baby and poor Sara.
“
Yes, we do, if you have been here all day answering the phone. Why the hell are you here?” April asked.
Demetrius could feel the anger boil off both women. April had taken exception to the woman since the party. Just last night she had been telling him how much she hated the way she’d treated Sara after all she’d done for her. He secretly agreed. Sparks were going to fly between the two women. He just hoped it was later rather than today.
“
You know I can read your every thought,” said the queen.
Demetrius flushed. He’d forgotten that about her.
After a few tense moments of the two women staring at each other, Mel turned to Demetrius again. “Sara’s been arrested by the High Council. They came here and picked her up about an hour ago. I can only assume they knew to come then because you two would be out. She’s being detained in one of the cells in the dungeon. And before you ask, yes, she’s being treated very well. For as much as you’d like to believe I’m a horrible ruler, I do have people in place I can trust.”
“
Then you can have her released, right?” It seemed simple enough to Demetrius. Just pop in say, “release her,” and she’d be home again.
“
No. Right now that’s not possible,” Mel told them.
“
Then what the hell good are you? Let me ask you something, do you think that if you were in trouble, she’d not break down every door in that place to get to you in a heartbeat? That she wouldn’t go against everything she stands for to save your skinny little ass? Hell, she did do that. At great risk to herself. And this is the way you repay her? By sitting on your ass, acting all queenie like?” Demetrius reached out to pull April back before she did something stupid. She simply brushed him off.
“
Why you bloodsucking, stupid…” Mel snarled at his mate as she stood to advance on April.
“
That’s enough! Christ, you two can take this up later. How do you propose we help her if you can’t help us? Because I, for one, would lay down my life for her.” She had risked her life, damn it! For him, for April, and especially for his babe. He’d stay. For her, he’d stay.
“
As I said…” With a glare at April, Mel continued. “She can’t be released just yet. It’s important to everyone that, at least for a while longer, everyone believes that she did something to me.”
April’s mouth opened in shock. “So, let me get this straight, we wait until someone notices that you’re okay before we go in and get her? You know as far as planning well goes, you really suck at it.” April wanted to hit the woman. Demetrius could tell by the way she kept flexing her fist.
“
April, this isn’t getting us any closer to Sara and getting her free. You can kill the queen later. Provided we have the time, that is.” He sat down heavily in the office chair. “Is Sara hurt?”
“
No. I told you, she’s being well taken care of. I have a trusted guard outside her cell at all times. No one will get in there without a fight.” At Demetrius’ nod, she went on. “Aaron. Someone needs to go and explain what’s happened to her.”
“
And tell him what? You haven’t told us a damned thing. All you’ve told us is that Sara’s been arrested on trumped up charges because you aren’t dead. Yet. And we can’t tell anyone you’re alive. Gee, that’ll go over well, don’t you think?” April snarled.
“
You know you’re very sarcastic? I know you’re trying to hide it and all, but you’re doing a piss poor job of it. Maybe you should practice a bit more. You’re just not quite perfect at it yet. I can still hear when you're being sincere,” Mel said. Even Demetrius could hear the venom in her voice. “He’ll need to be told everything I’ve told you. Aaron needs to let this progress to the trial. If he interrupts, lives could be at stake.”
“
What do you mean lives? Sara’s? Oh no you don’t, you’ll explain better than that. I’ve had enough of your partial information.” April advanced on her and would have gone further if Demetrius hadn’t stopped her by pulling her into his lap and holding her down.
“
Sherman is strong, very strong. And I believe he wants to kill Sara for her powers. If he does, he will be unstoppable,” Mel said.
“
Why would he have to kill her for her powers? Why can’t he just fade her or whatever, like he did to you?” Demetrius knew what Sherman had done to Mel when Sara had had to save her. He also knew the extent of the damage he’d done to her mentally as well as physically. Causing her to miscarry the only child she would ever have being the worst of the damage as far as the Demetrius was concerned. He didn’t know what he would do if April lost their child. He couldn’t image being the cause of her losing it.
“
I don’t know what Sara is,” Mel admitted sadly. “If she isn’t a royal, like I’m assuming Sherman believes her not to be, then he will need only to kill her. He will then be able to absorb her powers into himself, making him incredibly strong. As far as I can tell, that would make him nearly impossible to destroy as a true immortal. He’s been practicing black arts, or magic. While I do have control over all magic, Black is the most unstable. White or pure magic, which is what most witches practice, is a system of give and take. Earth gives you its powers to use.”