Revelation (The Forever Series Book Three) (7 page)

CK answers for me, “You are here to join us. You may please
your sire, but you will not fuck her and nor will she touch you.”

Devon and I look at each other with matching shocked
expressions.

“Do you agree to the rules?” he snaps.

Devon, ever one to spend time with me any way he can, nods.
“Yes,” he says quickly before CK changes his mind. I am more reluctant as I
know there is more to this than CK’s magnanimity.

“Liv?” Devon asks.

“Err, yes,” I say hesitantly.

CK looks pleased but he knows I know there’s more to this.
He pulls me in front of him and then turns me to face Devon. “One more thing,”
he says conversationally. “Shift,” he barks at me and there it is. Dread wells
up in me as Devon’s eyes go wide and then harden as he realizes what
Constantine wants me to do.

“No,” I say forcefully. “I promised,” I add, pleading now.

CK scoffs, “Please, it’s not like I haven’t been there
before.”

Devon scowls at me. “I knew it! Versailles. You told me you
didn’t fuck,” he snarls at me.

“We didn’t fuck,” CK answers blandly on my behalf. “We made
love for hours and hours,” he says wickedly.

Oh now he calls it making love. Arse.

The hurt on Devon’s face is apparent and I know this is what
Constantine wanted. Not to hurt Devon, but to hurt me.

Snaking his arms around me he whispers in my ear, “I told
you I didn’t have to physically hurt you to punish you, my sweet.”

“Punish? Liv? What is he talking about, punish you?”

“She is defiant, and frustrating, and drives me crazy, and
deserves to be punished,” Constantine repeats my own words to Devon whose eyes
nearly pop out of his head.

“Liv?” he asks desperately.

“Constantine,” I whisper, “Don’t do this. I promised him.”

“All the more reason why this works for me. I said I would
owe you a new and creative form of punishment and seeing as the conventional
ways are no longer acceptable to me, you will do this,” he says quietly,
trailing his hand down my arm. “Now Shift!” he snaps, gripping me suddenly.

I flinch.

Devon is in agony as he looks at me. He knows I am torn
between my own sire and my loyalty to him. I know he doesn’t fully understand what
is going on here and why should he? This has nothing to do with him. He is just
a way for Constantine to get his kicks without disturbing his newfound
principles.

“Shift,” he whispers to me and I shake my head.

“No.”

“Do as your boy says,” Constantine says, now smug and for
just a second I see the monster and I hate it.

“It’s okay Lizzie,” he says, resigned, knowing he can’t win
this.

Forgetting all about the stupid dress I Shift and instantly
I am Elizabeth, dark hair curling down my back gaining a few inches in height,
causing the dress to rise to just under my backside, my huge tits, tumbling out
of the ridiculously low front. Devon closes his eyes in pain and it wrenches at
me and I want to throw up.

Constantine steps back from me, feeling the jolt from my own
pain, and I think, good. Serves you right.

But as always he recovers quickly and pulling me to him, he
pushes the thin straps of the dress down my shoulders and drops his fangs.  He
takes a bite out of me that makes me hiss.

Unable to resist me in this form, Devon steps closer and
pulls on the straps even more so my breasts pop completely free. He rubs his
thumbs over my nipples and I arch my back, pushing myself closer to my boy. He
pulls the dress down lower and lower as he drops to his knees in front of me. I
step out delicately so as not to disturb CK’s fangs in my neck. He is suckling
deliciously slow and it is driving me wild. Devon trails his hands back up the
inside of my legs and I feel my knees go weak and I go damp. His desire for me
masking his pain, he flicks his fingers over me and then in me. With my sire
feeding from me and my darling boy playing with me it’s too much to bear and as
my knees buckle I come. Constantine tightens his hold on me as he feels me
about to drop and releases his bite, slowly, seductively licking over my
already healed puncture marks, all the way up to my jaw. “Oh Aefre, you taste
so sweet when you come,” he whispers and I melt. I can’t help it. I love him
and even though what he is doing to Devon and to me is cruel and torturous, I
forgive him. Still in Vampire mode he plunges his mouth to mine and nips at my
lips, his hold on me getting ever tighter, and I whimper as his claws
inadvertently nick my skin. Devon, never having been on the receiving end of an
Initial Vampire’s claws, is mesmerized by the blood seeping out of my cuts that
are so slow to heal. He stands up and lowers his mouth to the wounds lapping at
me as they heal. I put my hand up to the back of his head to push him closer to
me but Constantine bats it away, “Remember the rules.” He disapproves,
retracting his fangs and thankfully his claws. Sandwiched between the two now,
both the same height, similar in stature--but that is where the similarity
ends--and I wonder how I could fall in love with two so very different men. My
Power is roaring at me to take them both and defy Constantine’s rules, and I
know deep down that I could. I am stronger with this Power, I could take
control of this without batting an eye but it isn’t our way. I won’t turn on my
sire even though he has hurt me. As for Devon, I look into his clear blue eyes
so full of longing and pain that his beautiful Elizabeth is about to get
defiled by someone other than him. He accepts it though in a roundabout way to
help me. To help me please my sire. I will make this up to him somehow, I vow
to myself, before Constantine pulls away from me. “Get on the bed,” he orders.
I do as I am told, pliant to protect my boy further from his wrath. The happier
he is the better this will end up for Devon and that is all that matters now.
Pleased with my obedience he orders Devon to do the same and with a quick
glance at me he does.

Constantine undresses quickly, and since he was only in
sweats and a vest it is a simple process. “Lie down,” he snaps to Devon who
does so warily. CK climbs on the bed and positions me where he wants me, which
is apparently hovering over Devon on my hands and knees, my heavy breasts
brushing against his shirt. Unable to keep from touching me Devon reaches up to
play with my nipples and takes one in his mouth and I moan. Constantine moves
behind me and inserts two fingers into me, rubbing his thumb over my clit. I am
so aroused right now I could quite happily stay like this forever but I crash
back down to reality when Constantine whispers harshly, “Watch while I fuck
your sire. I want you to watch her come.” Devon breathes in sharply as I gasp
at being impaled from behind with such force it rocks me forward. Bracing
myself against the vigorous thrusts, I close my eyes against Devon’s pain.
“Open your eyes, Aefre,” Constantine snaps and I should have known. I take my
time in doing so. In spite of this situation, I feel the pressure start to
build. Constantine is rock hard inside me, clearly highly turned on by this,
and is pushing against my G-spot with each thrust. Staring into the sad blue
eyes of my charge who is still playing with my nipples, I mouth to him, “I’m
sorry,” before I explode in a mind-shattering orgasm. Devon pulls my head down
to him and plunges his tongue into my mouth, pushing his tongue urgently
against mine as Constantine is pushing his cock into my still throbbing pussy,
stoking the dying fires back to life. My Power is roaring in my head now. It’s
deafening. Actual screeching and blazes of fire. Devon pulls away as a current
shoots from me to him and I can see my eyes reflected back in his: two slits of
burning fire. I blink and looking back at me, still reflected, are two bright
green eyes like a cat but turned sideways. I close my eyes and drop my mouth to
Devon’s as another wave of ecstasy rushes through me. My back is burning again
and I am panting now breathless as I pull away from Devon and brace myself for
another blinding orgasm from my sire. Christ, he is bringing the house down
with this performance tonight. “Fuck,” I yell as my whole body feels like it is
on fire.

Grabbing a handful of my hair, Constantine pulls me back
towards him, and lowering me down, not even for a second leaving my body. I am
straddling him now faced outward and he is playing with my tits as I move
against him, taking over the rhythm. “Devon!” I growl, and he is on his knees
in front of me like a shot. I reach out to undo the buttons on his shirt and
Constantine pulls my hands away. Hissing at him I resume my task, the Power is
going all guns blazing now and I think Constantine can feel the enormity of it,
as he doesn’t protest further. Shedding Devon of his shirt I pull him closer
and start to work on his pants. Freeing him I stroke his already enormous cock
and he groans at my touch. Pushing him backwards I lean forwards again bringing
CK with me and insert him into my mouth with a cry of delight. Working my
tongue up and down him, licking and sucking as Constantine pounds into me from
behind he cries out, “Fuck Liz!” and comes in my mouth at the same time that CK
and I come together.

I swallow quickly and breathe in deeply. We are all panting
like dogs and I have never felt quite so satisfied in all my long, long life.
The Power is resting again now and I cringe as I am probably in for a world of
trouble for breaking the rules.

“Well that didn’t go exactly according to plan,” CK says
wryly and I am so relieved at his tone that I laugh out of sheer nervousness.
“That is some Power you are harboring, my sweet.” He withdraws from me and I
want to start all over again. Leaning over for the now ever handy cigarettes,
he lights two and hands one to me. Devon takes mine off me and CK hands me his
and lights another one with a self-satisfied expression.

“Good for you was that?” I say nastily and he grins at me.

“Oh you have no idea, and I don’t hear you complaining.”

Well he’s got me there but I glare at him anyway. I Shift
back to Liv and Devon looks both relieved and disappointed.

“I can’t say for sure why I got dragged into this…” he motions
in the direction of me and CK, “but I’d really rather not be next time. Or at
least I would but with different rules,” he adds flippantly.

To my surprise CK laughs, “Hm it does seem our girl is quite
partial to our joint company.”

To which Devon snorts in amusement, “You don’t say.” And I
just quietly sit and smoke my cigarette while they have their fun. “One
question though, Liv? What in Christ’s name was that thing with your eyes?”

“What thing?” CK sits up, interested.

“They were two balls of fire and she blinked and then they
were like a cat's eyes but sideways.”

Oh so it wasn’t just me that saw that then. “I have no
idea,” I say cautiously, wondering how much to reveal, not that I know great
deals myself but I am starting to get an inkling.

I don’t think either of them believed me but left it alone
anyway as I was resolute. I want more fun but CK refused saying it was time
just for him again, so pouting I let him take Devon back to L.A., but not after
I gave him a thorough kiss much to my sire’s annoyance. As he Teleports back
into the bedroom I launch myself at him and have him on his back with my hand
at his throat. Somewhat amused--yet also cautious of my strength--he squints at
me as I straddle him. “If you ever use Devon like that to hurt me again, I will
finish you,” I threaten with a vicious sneer.

Smacking my hand away from his throat he turns the tables as
he easily overpowers me, pinning me to the floor helplessly. Hello, Power?
Where the fuck are you when I need you?

“Threaten me again, my sweet, and we’ll see just how much I
can hurt you.” Keeping me pinned down he drops his head to kiss me roughly and
as I squirm in protest he takes me again, there on the floor, and all I can
think about is him.

It’s midnight on Wednesday and I crawl into my own bed,
aching. CK allowed me no sleep and I am completely worn out. Christ, the man
has stamina. I don’t think we have ever fucked that much in two whole weeks,
never mind just two days before. Sleep and then a long bath will do the trick.
Vaguely wondering where Cole is, I drift off and dream horrible dreams of a
chained up woman and my cruel sire. 

I awake about four hours later from a deep sleep, to find
Cole has crawled into bed beside me. I lean over to kiss him but remembering I
Astralled straight home from CK’s bed, I pull back. Shit, I was so tired I
didn’t shower before I left. I must have his scent all over me and yet Cole
still came to bed with me. Hating myself just a little bit I creep out of bed
and go to the bathroom, quietly closing the door. Still too tired to stand in
the shower I climb into the deep tub and turn the taps on. Squirting in a load
of lavender bubble bath I sit back and let the tub fill up, covering me in
bubbles and water up to my neck. Turning the taps off I lean back and sink
under the fragrant water, letting it seep into my hair and skin. Coming up for
air I lean my head against the back of the tub and ruminate on everything that
has happened in the last two days. Fuck’s sake. It’s been wild and
unpredictable. Full of revelations, uncovered secrets, heartache, loss, anger,
pain, love, joy, good memories, bad memories. Babies! Christ, that still makes
me shake my head in disbelief.

“Liv?” Cole asks from the door.

“Yes, my love.”

He comes in and smiles sadly at me covered in lavender
scented bubbles. “Hey.”

“Hey. I missed you. Get in?” I sit forward and he joins me,
getting in behind me and pulling me close to him. I turn to the side and
snuggle against him with my head and hand on his chest. He sighs, kissing my
wet forehead. I know he wants to ask about my time in Italy but he doesn’t and
I don’t offer up any information. Absently fiddling with the ring that CK gave
me he suddenly stills and peers at it. “Wow, that’s nice. New?” He scowls at me
as he already knows the answer. I nod and pull my hand away, not really wanting
to discuss it.