Mitch
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© Kathi S. Barton 2015
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Table of Contents
Vinnie watched his face. She could see that
he was pissed off. About what, she had a good idea at the moment, but the way
he had come into the room like he owned it made her think it was less about the
lawsuit and more about her—a vampire. She’d heard from Gilda, her secretary, that
Mr. Riley did not play well with others, and not at all with vampires. Vinnie
hoped that that part might have been wrong. Apparently not.
“You’re very beautiful.” Both of them
flushed, and he looked away from her. “But be that as it may, Miss Graham, I
will not need your services now or in the future.”
“They’re not going to go away. And neither
will I. There are more than just you in this suit, Mr. Riley. They’ve named
nineteen people in this stupidity. And if only one of you lose to them, they
will go after more stupid claims.” He turned and looked at her, and Vinnie
could see that he was getting madder by the second. “I can go away, leave you
to whatever it is you do, but they’re going to come at you. And if they can’t
get it from you, they’ll sue Mr. Bennett here.”
“They’re working on that now.” Vinnie glanced
at Steele when he spoke, but she watched Mitch. “They contacted my firm this
morning, saying that I’m harboring you and they want their money. I’m not
entirely sure what they think that means, but I’m sure that their lawyer will
explain. I have a meeting with them next week.”
“You can’t be serious. Why are they going
after you?” Vinnie started to tell Mitch why, but he answered his own question.
“I see. You’re the rich and powerful Steele Bennett, right? Will they go after
Addie next? Or her grandmother?”
“I’m sure that they have.” Mitch looked at
her again. “This isn’t going to go away. Newspapers have picked it up. A
television crew was at their home just last week, and was showing how much they’ve
suffered because of the way you and the others as children have done them
wrong.”
“We did them wrong? Do you have any idea what
we had to suffer living there? The things that we had to do for a single meal a
day?” She said nothing, and Mitch started pacing. The man could say more in one
step than most people said in a whole conversation. “I ran away. I was only
there for less than a year. And in that time…in that time I was treated with
atrocities that would…it was not a safe place for a child, much less a bunch of
us.”
When Gilda stood up, Vinnie shook her head at
her. She knew things too. Things that had happened to this young man that
should never have happened to an adult, much less a child. When Gilda sat down,
Vinnie looked at Hugo. He nodded once and picked up her briefcase, as well as
her coat. If Mitch wouldn’t help her, then there was nothing much more she
could do to make him. As they made their way to the door, Hugo stepped in front
of her when someone or something moved beside her.
“She wants to know if you’re related to Mr. Horatio
Graham.” Vinnie grabbed the back of the chair she was standing next to and
nodded at Mitch. “She said that she’s glad that you’re no longer with him, but
she wants to know if you killed him or did he get caught at something?”
“He was staked. About ten years ago.” Vinnie
looked around and saw no one, but she could feel it. A presence that she’d felt
before since coming into this house. “Who’s there?”
“She said that it’s not important right now.
And you should know that you brought her here with you.” Mitch sat in the chair
across from her and stared at something to her immediate left. “The woman is
older, about sixtyish, I’d say. Dark hair and wearing a dress from about the
turn of the century. I’d say she’s been gone for about fifty years.”
Vinnie moved around the chair then and sat
down. She could feel Hugo there. He would never leave her, but Gilda was
standing back. If this was who she thought it was, then Gilda would be in
danger. All of them would be.
“Her name…ask her if she’s Millicent. I don’t
know if I ever knew her last name.” Mitch nodded. “I see. And you can speak to
her? See her even?”
“I can. You can’t, I take it.” Vinnie said
she couldn’t see the dead. “I can. Did you know that before coming here?”
Vinnie stood up. She was slightly dizzy and
terrified, but she stood straight now. “I’m sorry to have bothered you, Mr.
Riley. I’m sure that without your help, the Bruces will win a suit or two, and
that might satisfy them for a while.”
“I asked you a question, Miss Graham. Did you
know that we were a house of necromancers when you came here?”
She hadn’t, and she doubted that she would
have come had she known. But as she made her way to the door, nearly running
now, she could only think to get away, get her little family away. But Mitch
stepped in front of her just as she reached for the door.
Backing away from him, she didn’t even look
at him as she answered. “I didn’t, as a matter of fact. I wish I had known, but
I’m guessing that there really isn’t any way that you could advertise such a
thing and expect people to believe you. I’d very much like to go.”
“She’s not here right now. Steele sent her
away. For now.” The relief was profound. And before she realized what was
happening, she felt herself being lifted up. Hugo had her. But when she looked
into his face, it wasn’t that of her bodyguard, but of Mitch Riley.
“Let me down.” He held her still, taking her
to what she thought was the kitchen. “There is nothing in here that I can use
to make me feel better. I’d very much like to be left to go please.”
“Hush.” Vinnie started to snap at him, but
she was sat down on a table and a wet cloth was slapped in her hand. “What does
she have over you? It must be big for a badassed vamp like you to get yourself
all worked up about.”
Vinnie laid the dishtowel on the table and
stood up. She was stronger now, more than likely due to being so angry. But
when she started to leave the room, Mitch grabbed her by the arm. Vinnie felt
her temper snap, and she let her power go.
Mitch woke but lay very still. He honestly
wasn’t sure if he had his eyes open or not. Moving his hands to his face, a
voice, dark and full of hatred, spoke just to his left.
“It’s dark because it’s daylight out. We
didn’t...my lady had no idea what to do with you and she brought you here. So
that she could rest.” Mitch sat up but said nothing. There wasn’t much he could
say, really. “You will await her word before I allow you to leave.”
“Really? Because the last time I checked, I
could come and go as I fucking well pleased.” He jumped off of...whatever it
was stood about three feet from the floor and was very hard. As he tried to get
his bearings, and that was hard enough, he also had to fight waves of nausea and
dizziness. “Where am I exactly?”
“Here.” He was going to hurt the woman if she
didn’t lighten up a bit. He asked her for a specific address. “A vampire does
not give her address out to people she does not know. And no matter the many
times I asked, she didn’t tell me who you were.”
“Lady, I’m in a dark place here, and I have
no idea where I am, how I got here, or what the fuck I need to do to leave.
Either let me out of here right now, or I call on a few friends to lead me out.
And trust me when I tell you, it will be better for all concerned if I don’t
have to go that route.” She growled low. “Yeah, that’ll endear me to you.”
Reaching out to the two ghosts that were
normally around so much that he wanted to kill them again, he was told that
they could not find him. Well, that sucked. Then he asked them to contact
Steele and to see what he might know.
“She wishes you to stay until she rises.” Mitch
didn’t even bother answering the woman but moved to what he hoped was the wall.
He fell into a bed instead. “Wake her and I will kill you myself.”
The woman beneath him was naked. It didn’t
take any light for him to feel the full breasts in his hands or the firm ass that
he cupped in his hand when he’d tried to push himself back up. When the woman
spoke again, he told her to shut up. When he didn’t hear anything else, he
tried his best to tell himself this was a stupid thing he was doing, but he could
not resist.
Pulling on the nipple that hardened in his
hand, he leaned down and took the hard morsel into his mouth before he changed
his mind, even if he could have. But then he felt her fingers, someone’s
fingers, curl into his hair and pull him closer, and all he could think about
was taking more of this woman.
“You will need to stop this or things could
go pretty bad for you.” The voice was Vinnie’s this time and not the shrew that
had been ordering him around. He knew that sexy, sultry voice from earlier. But
instead of doing as she said, he opened his mouth wider and sucked her into his
mouth as he rocked down into her body. “You are going to make me hungry.”
Lifting his head, he tried to make out her
face but could only see the bright glow of her eyes. “I want you. Why is that?”
She said nothing to him. “Tell your jailer to go away and let me show you how
hungry I am.”
“I will not be taken, not unless you
understand what this is going to do to both of us. And you must know why you
are in need to fuck me.” He did; she was naked, and he was hard as stone. “It’s
not that, you moron. You’re my mate. Do you have any idea what will happen if I
let you fuck me? What that will mean for the two of us?”
“I’m not your mate. You’re just really needy
like I am.” He rocked into her again and heard her soft moan, which fueled his
need even more. “I want to taste you. I have...I really need to taste every
part of you.”
“I want you to do that as well. Christ, I
need you.” He rocked again, thinking that he should be scared, but all he
wanted was to feel her wrapped around him as he took her hard. “I’m going to
come. And when I do, you’re going to be mine. You have to know that. I
can’t...I won’t be able to hold back if you come inside of me.”
“I just want to fuck you. That’s all I can
think about right now, being buried deep inside of you.” This time she pulled
his mouth to hers and he kissed her. A sharp pain at his tongue had him pulling
back, but she held him tighter to her. “Get rid of the woman.”
He heard the door open, then close. He didn’t
know if she had left them or not, but right now, he didn’t care. Sitting up on
the side of the bed, he unbuckled his pants then pulled them open. Vinnie’s
hand wrapped around his cock almost as soon as he had freed himself. Her hands
were cool, not cold but cool.
“Let me suck you.” He lay back, suddenly
feeling like a man that was having the best dream in his life. As soon as her
mouth took his cock, he knew the real meaning of hot. She moved down his body
and to the floor while he lay there riding her mouth.
Christ, he was going to come and he had no
idea where they were. And he realized that he didn’t really care. So long as
she was doing what she was, he thought they could be riding in a runaway train
going to the bottom of a ravine.
When she let him go, he sat up. He still
couldn’t see her, only the light of her eyes, and wondered how much of him she could
see. Mitch felt her hands then, touching him all over, his hips, his legs…even his
belly and chest. He realized then that he’d lost his clothing. He was naked,
and his cock was aching for a release. When she nipped hard at his nipple, he
held her in much the same way that she’d held him, letting her suckle at his
breast while he cupped her ass to his cock. The heat of her pussy at his cock made
him wish she’d move over him, bring her pussy down over him.
“Ride me.” She moaned, her pussy moving up
and down around his crown as he tried to get her to take him. “Fuck me, Vinnie.
Ride me, please.”
“I’m hungry.” He knew that on some level he
should have thought about what she was saying to him, but she slammed herself
down hard enough to take his breath away. And when she bit his nipple again,
this time giving him an incredible yet brief pain, he held her to him as she suckled
hard. “Feed me, Mitch. Please?”
“Yes.” He felt her body tighten around him,
and he knew that in seconds, less really, he was coming too. Rolling her to her
back, he fucked her, his cock pounding her as his body felt ready to release
like it never had. “Come for me. I want to feel you come around me.”
Her body bowed up from the bed. His body
seemed to have a mind of its own, and he bowed as well. When he came, crying out
her name as he was pulled back to her, he knew the moment that her teeth sank
into his throat that he was going to die. And really, he didn’t care right now.
~~~
Vinnie drank deeply of the man. His blood
filled her in ways that no one had before. It was rich, full tasting to her,
and she felt it all though her body. When she licked the wound closed, his body
still fucking hers, she knew that things had gone from bad to worse where this
man was concerned. She looked up at him, wondering briefly if she had taken too
much, been too greedy, when he let out a long breath, his eyes still closed. Then
what they’d done hit her.
“Mother fuck.” Tossing him off her, she sat
up. Her head spun just a little when she did, but she couldn’t sit there any
longer. He, of course, did not move, so she stood up, her body humming with her
release and his blood. When she began pacing, trying to figure out what the
fuck she was going to do now, she realized she was naked and snatched up a
shirt that was laying on the floor. Before she even pulled it over her head,
she knew that it was his.
“Mother fuck.” Saying it again didn’t lessen
the problem she now faced, but it felt better just saying it. She’d just bonded
and mated with her other half. A fucking necromancer. A man that could kill her
without a single stick of wood or a bit of sun. He could raise her from her
slumber and bring her to her own death.
Getting dressed seemed like the best idea,
but he was laying there, his body as naked as hers, with his pants down around
his ankles and his tie all askew without a shirt to hold it to. Christ, did he
have to be so fucking good looking too? Moving to the bed again, she stared down
at him and thought of how he’d made her feel, how he’d brought her so many
times that she was sure she was never going to be the same for it.
“Well, that’s an understatement. Now there
will never be anyone else, will there?” She wanted to kick him. Tear his throat
out and drink from him. But she wouldn’t do that. Despite the fact that she
couldn’t harm him, she found that she didn’t want to either. Going to her knees
in front of him, she licked a path up his cock from his groin to the tip and
smiled when he moaned. Taking him into her mouth again, she slid up and down
his cock as he grew not just harder, but longer as well.
“Come here.” His voice startled her, and she
looked up at him. “Is there a light? Christ, I want to see you there, with my
cock in your mouth.”
Closing her eyes, she willed the light by the
computer on. It was dim but bright enough that he could see her. When he sat
up, leaning on his elbows, she could see his desire on his face, and it made
her wetter just knowing he wanted her again. Moving her mouth off his cock but
holding him tightly in her hands, she watched him as his eyes got heavier and
heavier as she fisted him.
“I’d love to see you come this way. Your cum
shooting from the end of your cock.” He moaned and told her he would like that
as well. “I’m a vampire, Mitch. Do you have any idea what that means?”
“Yes. You feed from people. Fuck me, baby.”
She smiled at him, thinking the man was too deep in his pleasure to think, but
his next words dispelled that. “You said I was your mate. Does that mean you’ll
be only feeding from me, fucking me? Because right now, I can see the appeal in
that.”
“Yes.” She stood up and he sat up as well.
When he pulled her to him by cupping her ass, her pussy at his mouth, she cried
out when he sucked her clit hard then nipped at her. “You and I are going to
have to think of a way to make this work. We’re not alike, you and I. We’re...we’re...
please, more, Mitch.”
“Gladly, and I think we’re doing just fine
now. If you come now, I’ll suck you dry and then fuck you.” She began riding
his mouth, feeling nearly ready to come when he slid his hand up her leg then
into her sheath. “Come for me, Vinnie. Now. Let me have your cream, taste you
while you flood my mouth with all that you are.”
Her body responded to his command as if he was
her master and her the slave. As she screamed, this time not holding back at
all, all she could think of was how good it felt to have a man taking her this
way. Making her feel for the first time in centuries. When he pulled her
forward and tossed her to the bed, she watched him in much the same way he had
her when she’d been between his thighs. He took off what was left of his
clothing, then reached up and jerked his shirt from her body.
“Nothing between us.” She nodded, her pussy
soaking the bed beneath her when he took charge like he was. “You want it rough,
don’t you? I can almost feel your need for me to dominate you.”
“You will?” He leaned over and picked up his
belt. Again her pussy soaked as he wrapped the buckle part around his hand and
nodded. “Are you going to hit me with that? Please?”
“Turn over.” She almost didn’t make it to her
belly before he jerked her ass up and had her knees under her. Vinnie wanted to
turn and look at him, see him there ready to beat her ass with his belt, but
she was having too much difficulty trying to control her breathing to chance
it. The moment he brought the belt down over her ass, she knew she was going to
come and come hard. When the belt came down over her ass again, she released,
her body screaming out the climax as if she’d not already come a dozen times.
“No. You don’t come until I tell you to.”
Nodding, she thought if she could speak she’d tell him she wanted the punishment.
“You come again and I will stop. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” The belt hit her again, and she had to
bite her lip or beg him to hit her again. “Yes, master.”
This time the belt was rubbed over her ass.
The smooth leather made her feel sexy, her body purring for more of whatever he
wanted to give her. Then his tongue joined the leather, and she had to put her hand
in her mouth so she’d not moan again, scream out she was enjoying what he was
doing to her. Christ, he was going to dominate her like no one ever had before.
“Do you have a place to play?” She told him
she did not, that it had never come up before. “Then how did you get off? You
need it as much as I do. I can come, but not like I do when I have a woman tied
up.”
“I have no one that...I’ve never found anyone
that could take charge like you do. You...have you ever done this before?” She
turned to look at Mitch when the belt stopped moving, and he told her he’d
never even thought about it. Nodding, she waited for him to resume his moving
over her body before she continued. “There was...there was someone a long time
ago, but he...he tired of me. Will you tire of me, Mitch? Will you...will you
not like to play games with someone that heals quickly and can kill you with a
snap of her fingers?”
The belt hit her ass hard, and she knew he’d
drawn blood. The slick feeling of it trickled down her ass to her thigh and his
hands rubbed it in. The next time he spoke to her, she knew he was close to her
ass, his breaths heating her already hot skin to near scorching.