Crimson Heat: 4 (Vampira) (8 page)

The hurt in her voice ripped into his very soul. But he would remain strong. He wanted her. She wanted them. It was time for her to admit it.

“You belong to us, Satin.”

“My name is Lisbeth, Luca. I belong to no male and I am slave to no one.” Fury made her eyes sparkle so sexily he almost reached out and grabbed her by her shoulders. He wanted to push her against the fridge and slide his engorged cock into her sweet pussy and remind her they did indeed belong to each other. In the past, that’s exactly what he would have done. But the defiance in her made him back off.

“As you wish, I shall call you Lisbeth. But you
are
a slave. To Vampira. They dictate to you what you can and cannot do.”

She shook her head and waved him away. “I don’t wish to hear this.”

She strolled to the next room and to the nearby patio doors. She slid the glass door aside before stalking to the area where they’d taken her down earlier with the poisoned dart.

At the edge of the deck, she lifted the bottle of synthetic blood to her quivering lips and he watched her drink greedily, desperately, as if searching for the energy she would need to fend off the Crimson Moon mating.

He moved beside her. Thankfully, she didn’t step away. He took that as a good sign.

“You hide behind that secret coven of Vampira,” he continued. He needed for her to see the situation she was in. Needed her willing and fully accepting of what was going to happen during the Crimson Moon.

“You are
their
slave. You seek freedom, but you never have it, do you, Lisbeth?”

Her new name rolled off his tongue like a velvet whisper. He almost preferred it over her slave name of Satin.

She said nothing and continued to drink quickly, desperately. If she believed the weak concoction would give her the strength to fight them off, she would be in for a shock.

Luca loved the way her long, slender throat moved as she swallowed. Craved to sink his teeth into her flesh and feed off her again. The taste of her blood was still fresh in his mouth. It had been hot and sweet and slid like silk down his throat. It had been momentary bliss drinking from her, and it had taken all his self-control to not drink his fill. He wanted to feed more on her. The urge was so great he had to wrap his hands over the railing of the deck to keep from following his instincts.

When she finished her drink, she wiped a tiny streak of blood from the left side of her plump lips. The gesture just about broke him into reaching out to her. To force her to feed from him. It would be easy to do. All he’d have to do was rip open a vein in his wrist for her.

She was so hungry for pure blood, the smell of it and her instincts would take over and she would drink from him. He wanted to see his blood on her lips. Wanted to feel her fangs pierce his flesh and have her gain strength from his offering. But she’d been forced enough. He wanted her to come to them of her free will.

“You hide in the human world,” he continued. “Cloister yourself behind your many computers to run your empire of condoms.”

She threw daggers with her gaze. “What would you know of my life?”

“Your friend, Zeena. Yes, she was able to conceal your whereabouts with her mind shield but before it kicked in, we learned enough about you to know you are a virtual recluse, hiding in fear and waiting for bounty hunters to locate you.”

“And how
did
you find me?” she snapped.

Her gaze flashed with fury and curiosity. Her cheeks blossomed faintly with pink as the synthetic blood rushed through her and gave her some much-needed sustenance.

“Your last conversation with Zeena. She had no idea we were nearby or that Tristan is a full-blood. He can do many things we can’t, such as catching air waves of information and dragging us along for a wicked ride.”

He caught the tips of her lips curling upward ever so slightly into a tiny smile. She nodded. She remembered.

“Headaches after the ride. The drawbacks of being rogues,” she said.

She placed the empty bottle on the nearby railing and he followed her gaze as she peered past the twisted pine trees to the moonlit ocean below. Tendrils of fog curled along the rocky shores and whispered over the gentle waves.

“Fantastic scenery,” he admitted. “I can see why you’d like it here.”

She remained silent.

He stared toward the east. Several islands loomed there, but everywhere else there was just the ocean. Serene and quiet. A good place to come when one wished to reflect.

Above, the moon had begun to turn a soft shade of red. Only Crimson vampires and some rogues could see the moon in its truest form and feel its effects, just as he was doing. The need to have sex with her grew with every minute and it pulsed through him like an untamed animal.

Her scent was deepening too. Sweetening and more succulent. Addictive.

His mouth watered with anticipation and his fangs stirred, ready to unleash. He held them in check.

“Who tipped off the Queen as to my whereabouts?” she asked without looking at him.

“Our dungeon guard was at that fashion show. He caught your scent while ogling the humans beneath their clothing.”

Her nose wrinkled in disgust. “I knew I’d smelled something rotten, but I had hoped I was wrong.”

“No worries, the Queen killed him after he delivered the information of finding you.”

Relief spun over her face.

The guard was a sadist. All of them had endured pain under his watch. Luca had been grateful to hear of his demise.

“Why did you leave us the way you did, Satin?” Tristan’s cool voice slipped out of the darkness from behind them.

Satin tensed and Luca shook his head in disappointment at Jaymes and Tristan, who stood a few feet away. He hadn’t scented them or heard them approaching. That meant they had just materialized from inside the building.

He should have known the males would be impatient for an answer as to her being with them again, and they were also responding to the mating lure of the moon. The need to mate flared heavily in their eyes. The blue in Tristan’s gaze had deepened and Jaymes’ was glowing a deep red.

“Did you not have feelings for us?” Jaymes asked.

Luca’s gut twisted at the grief in Jaymes’ voice. The sadness seared through his body like an impaling sword. They needed answers before they went any further with the mating. Her shoulders slumped and she shook her head.

Devastation rocked Luca. Her answer was not what he had expected. She did not want them. He knew now that they would need to make sure she was in a safe place and then they would leave her. He’d never been so shattered in his entire life. He allowed his fangs to unsheathe as anger grabbed hold.

* * * * *

Lisbeth sensed the vibes of desolation whipping through the air from the three males. They’d assumed with her shaking her head that she’d meant no. But she’d been shaking her head because she was mad at herself for wanting to tell them she loved them, needed them, craved them.

For a moment, she thought of letting them believe that no was her answer. That she did not love them nor had she ever. But her emotions were all over the place due to the moon and what had just happened with the forced seduction, her body fevered with want, that she couldn’t quite bring herself to lie and tell them she wanted them gone.

“I don’t believe you,” Jaymes’ smooth voice drifted over her senses like a seductive caress.

She was having so much trouble keeping herself acting cold and indifferent. Her body was so hot, she wanted to remove her robe and have them touching her again. Wanted them fucking her. Triple-penetrating her. She craved pleasure from them.

Wanted them to feed off her again. Needed to feed from them. The strength that would power her body with their blood nourishing her would be fantastic. She desired to have that power once again. To be strong and sexual and female. To be whole.

Despite what she wanted, she kept her fangs from unleashing with anticipation and forced herself to turn toward them. Her breath caught in her lungs at the sight of three wide-shouldered huge vampire males. Their long white incisors gleamed in the moonlight. Their gazes were intense and furious and bursting with lust and love. She trembled beneath the ache for them.

“We’ve known each other forever,” she whispered. “And I have loved you for as long. But we can never be together. Crimson law forbids it.”

Tristan stepped forward and grabbed her by her elbow. He held her tightly, as if fearing she would somehow escape the collar with the potion that kept her here.

“We’ll go on the run together. All of us. We’ll hide in the human world.”

“You?” She shook her head and laughed. “You can’t stand full-breed humans. You’ll stick out like a sore thumb, snapping at them and being a grumble.” She gazed at the other two males who were staring at her with hope and need.

“How can we melt into the human world?” she asked. “Three sexy muscular vamps will attract the attention of every human female within miles. You’ll be too busy fighting them off to pay any attention to me,” she teased.

She hadn’t been flirty in so long she’d forgotten she could play with them. It was how she’d gotten their attention in the past. Toying and teasing and seducing them, until all three of them had shown up at her cell one night and triple-penetrated her.

The agonizing orgasms and exquisite pain from the sharp fangs piercing her vulnerable body, all three of them feeding off her at the same time, had been the ultimate in her pleasure. She craved them now just as badly as she had then. If not more.

“We are adaptable males,” Tristan said.

Lisbeth shook her head. “I left because I didn’t want you three hurt. If you stay with me the Queen will send more bounty hunters. We’ll always be running. Is that what you want? To be looking over your shoulder every minute of your life for eternity or until they hunt us down? It’s not what I want for the three of you. Or for our offspring.”

“It’s not only your decision to make. It’s all of ours,” Jaymes replied. His gaze grew brighter with arousal and her body answered the seductive sight with sweet shivers. She knew her eyes would be glowing now too behind her contact lenses. All she would have to do was remove the lenses and they’d be all over her.

Oh sweet vampire, having that happen is what she wanted. She moaned in frustration and all three males tensed with awareness.

“Tell us that you want us, Satin,” Tristan growled and stepped closer. He took her hands into his and brought them down to place over his thick bulge. The immense size of him made her pussy pound with greedy need.

“Tell us that you want us on you, under you, inside you.”

Her breathing quickened at the erotic visions his words created. She could hear their guttural moans from the past echo in her mind. The hard slapping of skin on skin amidst their frenzied mating. Her cries of pleasure as they fucked her and bit into her.

She whimpered and shook her head. She tried to remain strong, but she knew the battle was lost the instant her arousal scent whipped through the evening air and their breaths became heavy and fast. It was all happening so quickly. But that was how it had always been with the four of them. Once they’d started mating the three males had been impulsive with her, giving her plenty of forced seductions and wickedly satisfying sex.

“I want you,” she whispered, caving into the overwhelming need to have them touching her.

The males didn’t have to be told twice. They moved in unison. Jaymes and Tristan each took one of her hands and Luca followed as they dematerialized. They reappeared in the upstairs bedroom, their breaths harsh with arousal.

In seconds her robe was gone, ripped from her body as if it was a mere nuisance. Three sets of hands touched her flesh, rubbing and massaging all her intimate areas. Their touches unleashed the carnal shivers of lust deep inside her as her pussy throbbed with desperation. She yearned for a cock to slide into her vagina. Her ass pulsed with an intense need to be filled. Her breasts quivered as their palms and fingers seduced her nipples.

Every inch of her skin flamed. Every nerve ending in her body sang with arousal.

When Luca held out his wrist to her, she accepted it greedily. He groaned as she pierced his skin with her fangs. Hot blood splashed against her taste buds, the strong flavor spectacular. The liquid gushed down her throat in spurts and a need for more throbbed through her body. She sucked and sucked, greedily taking, feeling her strength increasing with each swallow.

Something at the back of her mind warned her that she could never get enough blood from just one male for the strength she needed to actively enjoy more sex. If she wasn’t careful she could seriously drain Luca, perhaps even kill him. She had to stop. Thankfully, when she withdrew her incisors and moved her mouth away, Jaymes stepped closer, baring his neck to her.

He was completely naked. His cock was engorged to a large size. She swore she’d never seen him this big before. He must have gone without sex for as long as she had. He moved in front of her and she grabbed him by his waist, holding onto him. Then she lowered her head and quickly sunk her incisors into his neck.

His body twitched against hers and a soft gasp escaped his lips as she drew ravenously on the hot nourishment. She closed her eyes and moaned as he thrust his cock deep into her vagina. Behind her, she sniffed Luca and Tristan. Their hands whispered teasing touches over her flesh as she drank from Jaymes. He withdrew his cock from her vagina and she gasped in disappointment when he didn’t penetrate her again. As she drank from him, she barely noticed him moving her onto the nearby bed.