Switch (The Forever Series, Book 7) (26 page)

“Liv, you know that I don’t mean you any harm. It was an
empty threat to get you here.” He chews his lip as I take that in. “Please
don’t leave now.”

“I won’t. I am here now and I can feel our connection,” I
say, holding up my hand for him to do the same. “I am still trying to process
the depth of this.”

“Me too,” he says as he takes my hand in his and pulls me
towards him. He dips his head from his far superior height and hesitantly
kisses me. Sparks fly as I deepen the kiss, and he walks me back to the bed,
shedding me of my top and skirt in the process.

“I knew it,” he says, twanging the strap of my lacy thong
before he rips it off me, breaking the tension.

“I aim to please,” I say to his delight.

I kick my shoes off as I unbutton his shirt and he undoes
his pants and lets them drop. I feel a pang of nervousness out of nowhere and
mentally shake my head at myself for being ridiculous. He kicks his own shoes
off as well as his jeans and I run my hands up his very impressive chest and
over his shoulders to shed his shirt. He stiffens as it drops to the floor and
my hands run down his back. “Relax,” I say to him with a small smile. “I know,
remember.” He smiles back and mutters, “Habit.” He lets me take his hand to
pull him onto the bed.

“Let me see,” I say as I shuffle around and he sits down and
lets me examine his markings as if it were something to be endured. They are so
very like the ones that she had, except for the obvious Light Fae/Dark Fae
leaves versus thorns. They start to swirl as I touch him and he gasps in
surprise. “Do you feel that?” I ask him.

“Yes. You are making them move?” he asks in surprise.

“Yes, has that never happened before?”

“No, never. I keep trying to convince myself that you aren’t
who we think you are, but the reasons just keep coming that you are.” He turns
suddenly and kisses me again, trailing his own hand down my back to make my
Dragon flutter in pleasure. “I want both to take my time with you but also just
to fuck you senseless,” he says as he breaks away.

“Take your time,” I say. “Because you can.”

He needs no further prompting and lays me down in the middle
of the bed and kisses every inch of me, nipping at me with both his teeth and
his fangs, until I am aching to bite him back. “Not yet,” he mutters when I say
this to him, and he lowers his mouth further and further down until he hits the
wet and aching spot that is waiting for him. He groans as he dives his tongue
into me and I squirm at the electricity that is pouring out of him and into me.
He licks me and sucks me and it pushes me over the edge quickly. I want him to
stay down there forever but the whole reason I am here is to take care of him,
so I sit up and push him over and start the same kisses and nips all over his
mouth, neck, chest, and stomach until he is panting with the effort of holding
back. I take him in my mouth and it is moments later that he grunts softly as
he comes. I swallow and make my way back up him, to his neck, where I drop my
fangs against his skin, grazing him.

“Oh fuck, yes,” he whispers. “Please, Liv, don’t make me
wait anymore.”

I bite down harshly, ripping his neck open, and he gasps at
the brutality of my actions before he grabs me and moves me over him,
penetrating me with a quick thrust. It doesn’t take me long to come around him.
His blood in my mouth, sliding deliciously down my throat, as I rake my claws
down his chest, he follows quickly as if he can’t stop himself. I release him
and kiss him, forcing a mouthful of his own blood down his throat and he groans
as he thrusts inside me, already hard and ready for the next wave of pleasure
to take him over. “Fuck,” he whispers to me as I ride him, intent just on
pleasing him for the moment. “Fuck,” he says again and again until he yells it
as I ride him through his next orgasm, not giving him a chance to rest in
between, I roll us back over so that he now has to do the work. He wraps his
arms tightly around me as he moves slowly this time, building the pressure one
thrust at a time. He drops his fangs and bites me gently in complete contrast
to the ravaging I have given him. He suckles desperately as he speeds up his
movements and I come for him as my blood pours into his mouth and he follows me
again as he releases me with a loud cry of desire.

He is breathing heavily now as he lowers his forehead to
mine, eyes closed. “Liv,” he rasps harshly. “What are you doing to me?” he asks
me but doesn’t wait for an answer as he delves his tongue into my mouth. He
pulls out of me for the first time since he first entered me and I want him
back. I need him back inside me. I growl in protest and he chuckles, “Easy
tiger. I need a minute.” He rolls onto his back and I turn into him, snuggling
against his chest.

“One minute,” I say as I kiss and suck on him until he
chokes back a laugh.

“Christ, woman, if I thought you were worth the wait before,
I most definitely amend that to now. How am I supposed to wait a whole week for
this again?” he adds almost sadly.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I say wickedly and he moans. I
trail blazing paths down his chest with my hands and then stop. He looks up at
me and then is on his knees in an instant as he sees me turn around and bend over.
“Oh yes,” he breathes and he wastes no time in pushing himself inside me. He
pounds into me and I bunch my fingers into the covers to stop myself from
coming too soon. I want this to last as he is driving me wild. I can feel that
fizzy, fiery Fae connection between us and it is like every nerve ending is
being stimulated at the same time. I know that he can feel it too as he slows
down and pulls right out of me, before thrusting all the way in. He does that
four or five more times before I can’t hold on any longer and neither can he
and we come together loudly and intensely. I am ready for dropping, needing a
minute myself now, but he doesn’t give me one as I didn’t give him one. He
kneels back on his heels, pulling me back with him. He drops his fangs again as
he plays with my nipples, tweaking them softly as he bites me as harshly as I
did to him. Staying inside me but not moving, he starts to play with me,
careful not to nick me with his claws, and I push myself against his hand. He
releases me just to whisper, “I have wanted to do this for so long. Come for me
baby.” He sinks his fangs back into me and I do come for him. Long and hard,
arching my back against him as he tightens his grip on my breast, squeezing it
hard before he tugs on my nipple, causing a sensation to ripple from my back
teeth all the way down to my toes. He stops drinking from me and snaps his
fangs back, spinning me around to face him. “Oh Liv, I know that I shouldn’t
but I am falling so far in love with you, I can’t stop it.”

I can’t say anything back to him so I just kiss him
tenderly, and he sighs, knowing it is a distraction, his green eyes fogging
over slightly as I pull back and drop my fangs. He shuffles underneath me and
wraps my legs around him, holding me close as I bite him softly this time. I
suckle slowly on him as he did to me, relishing the sweet taste of him. I drink
for a long time and he relaxes into the bite as I move over him slowly, giving
him everything he wants, everything he needs. “Oh Liv, this is so perfect,” he
mutters. “I never dreamed it could be like this.” He shudders as he comes again
and I release him, retracting my fangs before I kiss him. He pushes me away
from him, holding onto my hips as he stares into my eyes. I feel a mental fog
go over me and I just sink into it. I just want to keep riding him as he
whispers words to me, unintelligible words that drift up and down and over me
before he kisses me sweetly and then moves his lips over my jaw and down my
neck, leaning forward as he pushes me further back. He takes my nipple in his
mouth, pushing on my backside to get me to ride him faster. The fog starts to
clear and I can feel myself on the verge of falling over the edge when he drops
his fangs and bites down on my nipple, pushing against my back to get me closer
to him. I cry out as the orgasm rips through me and somewhere in the back of my
head, I am yelling at him to stop because that isn’t for him. It is for CK
only. But he doesn’t stop, he keeps on sucking until another wave washes over
me and any betrayal I feel washes away with it as he lets me go and kisses me
as he comes again.

Thoroughly spent, we fall back to the bed in each other’s
arms. We lie in silence for a while and then I turn onto my back, pulling the
cover over me in a sudden sense of modesty. He turns on his side and props
himself up on his elbow and trails his finger up and down in between my
breasts, pushing the sheet back down. “Liv,” he says as he takes my face in his
hand and turns me to face him. “Thank you.” It is barely a whisper but I hear
him and shake my head. “Don’t thank me, Seb. It makes it feel like…I don’t
know…services rendered or something. It isn’t like that.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to make it sound like that. I
just…it has been so long since I had someone willing take me like that. Even
then, it wasn’t like
that
,” he adds with a smile.

“You had someone who knew?” I ask, now madly curious, and
it’s as good a time as any to ask.

A shadow passes over his face, “Yes, a long, long time ago.”

“What happened?” I dare ask.

“She betrayed me and Constantine killed her,” he says coldly
and clams up, but I’m not ready to drop this.

“Who was she? Who was she, to you?”

He looks at me for a long moment debating with himself
whether to tell me or not. He must decide that we are in a place where secrets
hold no meaning anymore and he says, “My wife.”

Chapter 14

“Your wife? She betrayed you?” I ask, shocked that someone
he loved and trusted could do that.

“Not just my wife, my charge,” he adds, with a bitter twist
to his lips as he turns onto his back and stares at the ceiling.

“Oh, Sebastian. I’m so sorry.” I turn onto my side and place
my hand on his chest.

He shrugs. “It was over two thousand seven hundred years
ago. The sting of betrayal has all but faded.”

“But still…”

“It’s fine,” he says and faces me. “Puts you in a special
place though. If you ever betrayed me, I know our sire wouldn’t kill you and he
wouldn’t let me do it either. You pretty much have me over a barrel.”

“Do you really think I would do that?” I frown at him, disturbed
that he has obviously thought about it.

“Honestly, no I don’t. You have nothing to gain from it and
everything to lose. He may not kill you but he would never speak to you again,”
he says.

“Don’t be so sure on the killing part,” I say, knowing we have
crossed over the serious bridge into easier territory. “Sometimes I swear I
make him so mad, just his look alone would do me in if I weren’t so
invulnerable.”

He laughs easily. “Don’t I know it. You know how to push his
buttons. I find it quite amusing actually.”

“Do you know what I still can’t believe? That all this time
has passed and I only just these last few months know about you. How does he do
that? Keep everything so close to his vest? Especially you.”

“Fear, I guess.”

“Fear of what? I haven’t known him to be afraid of
anything,” I scoff.

“You really don’t know, do you?” he asks, sitting up.

“What?” I say perplexed.

“He is terrified that someone will come along and take you
from him.”

“He knows that won’t happen.”

“It already has, only he won’t accept it.”

“He has accepted it. He knows what the deal is.”

“Hm,” he says and lies back down. “You alone have the
capability to either make him the happiest man alive or to destroy him
completely. Don’t make the wrong choice.”

I was going to yell at him to mind his own business, when I
am interrupted by a beeping from his phone. “Half an hour,” he says as he turns
it off. “You should get showered and fed.”

“You have me on a tight schedule,” I say as I climb out of
bed and look around.

“Not me. If it were up to me you would be here all day, well
actually for the rest of my life.”

My eyes find his again and he flushes slightly as he says,
“You know that thing you did with the blood, my blood? That was probably one of
the hottest things I have ever experienced.”

I smile and say, “Really?”

“Oh yes. Our sire always said you could make a man forget
himself. I never understood what that meant until today.”

I crawl back on to the bed and take his face in my hands.
“My sweet Sebastian,” I say and he starts. “You have truly missed out on some
of the best things Vampire life can offer.”

“She called me that,” he chokes. “The other you, she called
me that. Why did you call me that?”

“It’s fitting. You taste so sweet, it is intoxicating.”

“Describe it,” he whispers with his eyes closed.

“The second your blood hits the tongue you taste like honey
and as it slides down your throat, you can taste strawberries and cream and
warm apple pie.”

“Uh…” he says as he finds my mouth and kisses me. “You taste
like cherries with a spicy kick.”

I giggle. “So I’ve been told.” I pull away and ask,
“Bathroom?”

“Oh, it’s on the second floor. It’s too small up here. I’ll
take you.” He wraps his arms around me and Teleports us into the shower. My
eyes widen as I see the full length glass window actually in the shower,
overlooking the extensive grounds. “Wow. That is very cool.”

“I know,” he says as he turns to the jets on. “Thank fuck we
don’t have neighbors,” he adds with an impish glint in his eye as he picks me
up and pushes me against it as he enters me. I gasp as he hits the spot dead on
and hoping this is safety glass as he pounds me up against it, I come quickly
as does he.

“Never, in all my life have I felt this way,” he murmurs to
me. “If we are truly destined to be together, Liv, I can’t let you go. I can’t
let him have you. I won’t. If you are my Chosen One, I will make you my wife.
Damn the consequences.” He kisses me before I can protest and Teleports out,
leaving me breathless and worried about what all of this means.