Revelation (The Forever Series Book Three) (17 page)

Devon growls in protest, “No. All of us or none of us.”

I smile inwardly at his statement. Pulling away from Cole I
turn to him, “I can’t, baby. I promised.”

“You made a promise to me as well and look what happened
last week.”

CK shifts uncomfortably at his part in forcing me to break
my promise and I cringe inwardly as Cole doesn’t know about that little
encounter.

“Dev…”

He moves closer to me, “No, you owe me and I’m collecting.”

“Excuse me?” I snap at him but he doesn’t back down.

“You owe me,” he says again, quieter this time, brushing my
hair out of my eyes as he leans down to kiss me. “Shift,” he whispers.

What?

I pull back in disbelief and shake my head.

“Shift,” he says again.

I flick my eyes to CK who just looks amused by Devon’s show
of dominance and I turn to Cole who looks like he is about to stake someone.
Probably Devon.

Devon moves close to me and pushes my hair over my shoulder.
He whispers in my ear, “Shift.” As his hands come round to cup my breasts I do
as he asks. “Oh Elizabeth,” he sighs as his hands get fuller and he kneads my
flesh softly.

Cole’s eyes bug out of his head as he sees me as Elizabeth
for the first time. So different from the woman he met and fell in love with.

Looking at Cole, Devon says, “She is mine now. My true sire.
I will do whatever she wants. What do you want Lizzie?” He asks me softly.

I inhale sharply.

“Do you want me?”

I nod.

“Do you want all of us?”

Again I can only nod, my eyes never leaving Cole’s.

He trails his hand down me and Cole’s eyes follow unable to
look anywhere else. He inserts two fingers inside me and I whimper with desire.
He pulls out and brings his fingers up to my mouth and pushing them between my
lips. Cole’s mouth opens as he breathes in. Part of him wants to do as Devon
says, it makes it easier that I look different. I know that is part of the
reason Devon asked me to Shift. But he is still hesitant.

“Three holes. Pick one,” Devon says slyly and I choke back
my indignation as my silent sire climbs off the bed and takes my hand, pulling
me off with him. Devon takes my other hand and climbs off the bed as well and
they lead me over to the sunken sitting area. The two older Vampires have taken
control now and, husband or not, Cole being the youngest by far is expected to
follow. Which he doesn’t. He just turns and watches them lead me away. As CK
sheds his clothes Devon drops his fangs and clamps down on my neck drawing
deeply and slowly from me causing me to squirm against him in delight. CK sits
down as Devon releases me and retracts his fangs.

Turning the tables on my sire he says quietly, “Now you can
watch while I fuck my sire. I want you to watch her come.”

CK smirks at him and his eyes light up at the game. He sits
back as I lean forward over him and he takes a nipple in his mouth while Devon
loses his clothes. He moves behind me and pulls my hips towards him, sliding
into me with ease, as I am so wet I am practically dripping. He sighs in
pleasure and goes about giving me a damn good fucking while my sire drops his
fangs and again bites down on me causing me to come instantly. He chuckles as
he draws back, still in control of everything even though he is barely touching
me. Devon growls in protest as he feels me pulsing against him and ups his game
causing a further explosion of pleasure shooting through me.

I hear Cole’s low growl in his throat from across the room
as he watches this competitive spectacle, his desire warring with his pain.
Having thus far been treated like a toy I resolve to take back some control and
pull away from Devon and sit on CK’s lap in one swift move. CK doesn’t hesitate
to take full advantage and pushes himself inside me quickly as I move over him,
my eyes on Cole. Devon being denied his chance to finish, kneels at our side
and pulls my hand to him. I stroke him gently, moving my hand up and down in
the same rhythm as my hips. Standing up on the expansive sofa, as CK lies down
and I take Devon in my mouth, my eyes still never leaving Cole. He finally
moves closer, stalking sexily to me, already shirtless with his pants undone,
he takes my breath away, as I work my tongue and my hips bringing pleasure to
two different men and my eyes light up. Devon comes quickly having already been
worked up into a frenzy, his hand on the back of my head he thrusts into my
mouth with a groan and I swallow and lick my lips. He drops to his knees and
kisses me. He lets me go and I sense that Cole is behind me now. He grabs my
arm and, lacing his fingers through mine, he drops his fangs into my wrist and
I come again unable to help myself. He groans as the rush goes through my blood
and he tastes it. Forcefully pulling me off my disgruntled sire he slams me
into the sofa next to him while he slowly takes his pants off.

“My turn,” he whispers to me. “You can have her back when
I’m finished,” he says to CK in a tone that leaves me chilled and causes CK and
Devon to exchange a glance of surprise.

He reaches over to me and pulls me up by my hair, his fist
tightening as he brings my mouth to his for a kiss that leaves me breathless.
“Turn around,” he orders huskily and I obey. He pushes me down so my hands are
on the sofa in front of me. He moves closer to me and thrusts quickly into me,
not where I expected and I gasp in surprise as he groans in pleasure. I hear
Devon whisper, “Fuck, not fair. She hasn’t let me do that in ages.” CK snorts,
basking in the knowledge, no doubt, that he was allowed access a few days ago.

My Dragon Power is most indignant about this treatment but I
let him have it. Pounding into me he comes quickly as the other two look on
with hunger in their eyes, and it’s my turn to go without as he pulls out of me
and drags me back to CK. “I’m done,” he says flatly and leaving me staring at
him in horror at not only his words and tone but his actions as he pulls his
pants back on and leaves the room via the bed to get his t-shirt.

“Oooh, he’s pissed,” Devon says, as usual stating the
obvious.

Still staring at the door in disbelief CK pulls me back onto
him but I struggle to get off him. “No, I have to go after him.”

“I’m not done with you yet,” he says using his superior
strength to hold me in place. “It’s only fair, Aefre,” and he thrusts inside me
pulling my mouth to his in a kiss that distracts me, as he knew it would, for a
few seconds. It’s all he needs as with a final thrust he comes inside me and
again I am left unfulfilled. This is not turning out in my favor I think
grumpily as I climb off him and Shift back to Liv. I move to the bed to
retrieve my own clothes, which I put on as CK and Devon do the same. We all
move towards the door at the same time and I glare at them. “What are you
doing?”

“I told you, you aren’t going anywhere by yourself. We stay
together,” CK reminds me.

“I have to go and find Cole. I don’t want you following me.”

“If you leave this room, then we are going with you. Simple
as that,” he says in that tone that brooks no argument.

Storming off in a huff, they follow me closely. They both
crash into me as I pause briefly to track Cole and I turn to them in annoyance
and they mutter apologies.

Trying the mental map thing that I did at
Ponte
I
close my eyes. I can see where everyone is and I find Cole quickly downstairs
in the main sitting room, a safe distance away from Lance.

I move quickly not wanting him on his own either, my two
bodyguards following me.

I reach him in record time and find him staring out the
windows, arms folded and face grim. He stiffens as he senses me enter the room
and I hiss at the other two to leave us. They don’t but hover near the door as
I cross to him slowly. I stand in a similar pose to him also staring out the
window into a lovely topiary garden.

“What do you want?” he snaps at me.

“You. To come back upstairs. You shouldn’t have left by
yourself.”

He stares at me in disbelief. “That’s all you have to say?”
he hisses at me quietly, aware that Constantine and Devon, while not
purposefully eavesdropping, can hear every word.

“What do you want me to say? That I’m sorry? I’m not sorry.”

His mouth drops open in shock.

“I am sorry that you are hurting though. I wish there was
something I could do to stop your pain.”

“There is. You know what that is.”

I shake my head, “Not that. I will do almost anything for
you Cole, as both your sire and your wife, but I won’t give them up.”

He closes his eyes and sighs. After what seems like hours he
speaks, “I told you that I didn’t want any part of it. You agreed. You
promised.”

“I know. I can’t excuse my actions. I lose my head sometimes
around them. Around all of you. I get pulled in three different directions
every time I am around all of you. You all want something from me. Something I
am incapable of giving. It’s… confusing.”

He looks at me sadly, “Incapable? What do you mean?”

Acutely aware that CK and Devon are now intentionally
eavesdropping on this conversation, I pull him further away to the back of the
room. Not that it will help but I feel like I have to.

“I mean each of you wants me to be something that I’m not.
Every day Devon looks at me and doesn’t see his true sire. He wants me to be
Elizabeth, and while I can give that to him when we are alone together it’s not
enough for him. Constantine wants Aefre. Wants 15
^th
century Aefre,”
I amend thinking of the nursery briefly before I push that wayward thought out
of my head. “And you. My love. My husband. You want me to be faithful. To only
want you.”

“It’s not an unreasonable request,” he whispers to me.

“I know it's not. But it’s not something I can give you.” Deciding
to poke the bear I ask him hesitantly, “If you had known all of this before.
Would you still have wanted me to turn you?”

His eyes darken as he registers what I’ve just said. I note
interestingly that CK and Devon are holding their breath as they await the
answer.

He takes my hand and fingers my wedding rings thoughtfully.

I feel a mild panic setting in as he is taking too long to
answer this. I should have left it alone but for some reason I am all about
forcing the issue this month. First with Constantine in Italy and now this.
Bloody Europe messes with my head, I think ruefully as I continue to wait for
him to speak.

“Yes. I would still have wanted you to turn me. Because Liv,
I love you. I want to be with you. I want to have with you what they have. It
drives me crazy that they know you so much better than I do. That you have
shared history, and by history I mean that in the literal sense, inside jokes
and memories. That he can look at you and know exactly what you are thinking,”
he whispers and by “he” I know he is talking about Constantine. “I know you
need them and they need you too. You are right, I do want you to want only me
but that isn’t the way. It isn’t our way. Have your time with them separately
or together, I can deal with that but please don’t ever ask me to do that
again. I don’t want to see it. I can’t watch them bringing you pleasure and you
giving it to them. I just can’t. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for how I treated you.
That was uncalled for,” he apologizes to me and again I think of the
complexities of Vampire relationships, as it should be me apologizing to him.

“Don’t apologize to me. You did nothing wrong. We pushed you
into a situation that you weren’t ready for. It won’t happen again,” I say
stiffly to hide my guilt over his need to make me feel better. I glance quickly
at CK as I know it’s what I do with him all the time.

“I love you, Liv. I wish I could give you what you want.
What you need.”

“Same here,” I say with a sad smile and he leans forward to
kiss me but hesitates and pulls back.

“Sorry,” I mumble. “I’ll go… you know…”

He looks pained but suddenly pulls me to him and kisses me,
deeply. “I’ll come with you. I think I owe you something,” he whispers with
that half smile I love.

“Well isn’t this just sweet,” Lance’s voice breaks through
my happy state and I scowl at him, moving us into a large patch of sunlight.
“Glad to see you have made up. Wouldn’t do to be on the outs.” His eyes narrow
as he watches me, “I do hope that you are enjoying your… room,” he says slyly,
“Although it may be considered rude to use it without inviting your host to
join you.”

My skin feels like it is about to crawl off my body at his
tone and insinuation. Although as I glance at CK and Devon who have moved in
closer to us I have the awful thought that by his words he knows exactly what
just went on in there.

“I didn’t peg you as one for sharing her, Father,” he
continues at our silence. “I was under the impression she was yours to enjoy,
alone.” He moves forward and hovers on the edge of the patch of sunlight. At
2361 years old it would take him standing in the sun for a good few minutes
before it finished him off but without the Faerie Silver protecting him, even
being near it will affect him. It will be weakening him, standing there on the
edge, and I wonder how long he will keep it up. Not leaving me waiting for very
long he steps back to the side table under the pretense of pouring himself a
drink.

“The room is fine thank you,” CK says curtly, also clearly
aware that somehow Lance has been privy to the goings-on of the last couple of
hours.

Lance nods graciously. “You are welcome to stay as long as
you like, but I would ask you to respect my… affliction and leave the rooms as
they were when you entered them.”

A polite way of asking us to close the curtains, I think
dryly and step back to pull them closed, throwing the room into the gloom.

He nods his thanks. “Well I will leave you for now. I shall
see you in the dining hall at 9 o’clock.” And off he goes.