Swept Away: The First Bloodline (28 page)

She smiled as she knew he couldn’t get enough of her nor could she of him.  “You’re gonna break me.  You know us mere humans need time to recover.”  She giggled.

“Then you better get some clothes on and do it quick.”  He slapped her ass as he walked around her smiling leaving the bathroom.

Oh this vamp.  What am I going to do with him?  What am I going to do with me?
 

She dressed quickly and wondered if they were going to go back to the suite for some more clothes.

“Yes and no.”  She heard him call out.

“Thanks.”  Once again couldn’t get anything passed him.

They were back at the suite with his ‘scottie beam me up’ talent.  In a flash he had their things gathered and then blinked back at ‘If You Dare.’  She giggled at her first thought.

I do dare, I did dare and I definitely dare again.

“No, I don’t think you dared, but if you are now, I’ll take that challenge with pleasure.  From what I hear, there are some things that you don’t quite know about but would like to.”

“Jesus Damien.  I have a new word for you .  Nymphomaniac.  Hear it much?”
She laughed briefly before remembering their discussion earlier then panic set in.

“Not much.”  He laugh
ed back.  “Calm down.  I won’t push you that far.  Yet.”

Yet!
 

His words played havoc with the normal sinus rhythm that wasn’t so normal now.  She shook it off.  Again he had to be jesting.

“So tell me, we are going to go out and not spend all our time here daring.” 

“No we aren’t.” 
Taylor’s body immediately cried out Thank You, yet her inner Goddess was disappointed.

“So what do you have planned?” She questioned as they continued the task at hand, putting their belongings away. 

“I heard once you haven’t kept up on fashion, so first shopping, then food, then something else.”  He raised his eyebrow causing her breath to hitch. 

What else could he have planned for me?  I have been roped, flogged, vibrated until I could feel the vibration in my teeth, and had intense orgasms many, many, times.

“You’ll see.”    And in that moment she knew what he was talking about.  Anal.

Get that one out of your head.
  I think I would rather be whipped.

His sly chuckle put
her somewhat at ease again.  She pulled out the clothing that had been at the suite, thankfully distracting her thoughts.

“Well what am I supposed to wear today?” 
I can’t exactly wear these wonderful evening gowns shopping.

“Oh that reminds me.  Be back in a flash.”  And he
was gone. 

Where the hell did he go?
 

She didn’t let her curiosity dwell on it as she continued to unpack.  She picked up her cell
now realizing that she hadn’t even checked it since they had left.

She looked though.  On
e missed call from Liz along with a text.

Taylor,

Just wanted to tell you have a good time.  Don’t worry about anything here.  Don’t over think things.  And if he is anything like Jarrod, sit back and enjoy the wild and crazy great ride.

: )  Love ya

                                                                                    Liz

Liz,

I am having a wonderful time.  I don’t know what you mean by anything like Jarrod but I can tell you the ride is absolutely wonderful.  ; )  I hope that Jarrod is something like Damien.  Trust and believe, the books do it no justice what so ever!

Tay

              Quickly Taylor received Liz’s response back.  She knew that she would.             

Tay,

Just so you know you have totally peaked my curiosity further and when you get back first we are going to have Q and A.  Then it is so my turn to be whisked off
into a new place for how do I say this,,, new experiences.  Oh yes…  that explains it.  I can’t wait.

             
                                                                                    Liz

              Liz,

If you are referring to the new experiences that we have only read about… you’ll love it. 

I hope for your sake that Jarrod is as talented with ropes as Damien is. 

P.S.  Make caning and whips a hard limit right off the bat.  LMAO.  Trust Me!

                                                                                    Tay

Taylor giggled just imagining if the look on her face would be similar to what hers must

have been.

“Here you go.” 
Taylor screamed and turned around staring at him.
Damn it!
  He dropped her suitcase and grabbed her.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Taylor took deep calming breaths in through her nose out through her mouth.  “It’s ok.  I was just lost in my own thoughts and talking to Liz.  I just forgot for a minute how fast you are at your…”  Taylor blushed at the thought of Damien knowing what they had been texting about.

“So I’m guessing I can wear my jeans right?”  She smiled hoping he said yes.

“If that’s what you want.  You can wear anything you want.” 

“Ok.  Can I wear you?” 

“As tempting as that is, I don’t know that we would be able to get much customer service while shopping.”  His hands grip
ped her ass roughly, squeezing tightly.

“Now that is tempting.”  Taylor
teased back loving the feel of his hands and their talented abilities.  She sighed before turning to grab her suitcase and change quickly.  When she turned around, his red eyes glared down at her.  “Shopping.  Remember?”

He smiled
and with the white pearly teeth and the red eyes, she could stare at him all day never growing tired.

“Ditto Sweet.”  And then he grab
bed her.  “Ready?”

She nodded her head because words were at a loss in his arms.  Blinking again, when she opened them she stood surrounded by clothing.  She didn’t dare look at his eyes now.  Only around the racks and racks of
lingerie.

“Is this the kind of shopping you wanted to do?” 
She turned back but kept her head low staring at her twiddling thumbs.  Suddenly she felt shy.  That wasn’t like her.  He had taken her to places that only existed in fantasies and now she was truly bashful.  She shook her head aware that he was feeling and again hearing everything.  Pain in her ass is what he was at times like this she thought.

He
grasped her chin, pulling it up so she had no choice but to look at him.  “This is just where there happened to be no one around.  If you want, buy, if not…Ok with me.  I’d just shred it to pieces getting it off of you anyways.  And I could show you pain in the ass!”  She knew exactly what he meant. 
No he’s joking.

She felt more at ease and relaxed now.  She watched his shoulders drop down as her mood changed relaxing him as well.  She side stepped him leaving the night attire department and headed straight for women apparel. 

First things first.  Jeans.

She found a couple pair of her regular Silver brand jeans that she liked.  Next she eye
d a few tops.  Nothing special.  Simple sweaters.  One solid red, one solid black with a v neck.  A red north face jacket.  She turned moving on and found a pair of black slacks, a pink fuzzy sweater with an attached scarf.

Now her passion.  Shoes.  But again, she was not a high end girl.  Simple as could be.  Thirty minutes later she had a pair of shox and tubes.  Looking over at the heels she found a pair of simple black, wider heel as she was not a heel friendly girl.

Looking over at Damien, she could tell he enjoyed shopping about as much as she did.  She smiled sweetly at him gesturing it was time to go.  She could see the relief on his face.  He shrugged his shoulders as if trying to say he was sorry.

She swallowed her temper when he insisted on paying.  “Where to next?”  She questioned hoping it didn’t involve more shopping.

He broke out into laughter.  “Ok, let’s go.  No more shopping.”

In a flash they were in a car.  Damien’s hand rested on her knee as she looked out the window looking for some kind of clue as to where they were headed next.  She looked up towards that driver and wondered how in the hell did he know where to go.   Damien didn’t say two words to the man.

“I told him where we would be going when I arranged transportation Sweet.  You’re in a place you have never been before, I would think you would have more exciting thoughts.”

“Sorry, it’s the control freak coming out in me I guess.  I never forget about the little details.”

“But you are.  The question shouldn’t be where are we going?  It should be, what am I going to do with you once we get there.”  His words as smooth as he was. 

Her heart made a leap for her throat.  Quickly she managed to swallow it away.  She hadn’t thought of that.  She had just assumed beings that they weren’t back at Whips Anonymous
, that his sexual appetite would remain at bay at least until they were back there.

He stilled.  A violent still.  He raised quickly.  He looked at Taylor but he wasn’t seeing her.  His eyes viciously turned red while she watched
, cluing her in that something was wrong.  His body was rigid.  She watched as his eyes moved side to side, as if he were seeing something.  Watching a movie that he was engrossed in.

             
“Change in plan.”  Those were his last sharp words before she felt hands on her body.  “Close your eyes.”  He ordered fiercely.

             
When she opened her eyes they were standing in the living room of her house.  She looked around and Jarrod was pacing by the door.  Taylor quickly looked around noticing her kids were nowhere in sight.  She knew immediately something was terribly wrong, running for their bed room.

             
She reached Ashley’s first looking in she seen no one.  She ran to Zach’s and didn’t see them.  “Where are my kids?”  She screamed out.  Damien blurred in front of her.

             
“In your room.”  He spoke smoothly.  The fierce intense look that he had earlier was now smoother but she could still see the worry.  She ran past him reaching her room.  Liz, Ashley, and Zach were curled up on her bed, safe and sound.  Nothing looked wrong at all.

             
She turned back to the living room.  “What’s wrong?  What happened?”  She demanded an answer because she could tell by the faces on both of them it was bad.

             
“Jarrod, can you give us a minute.  Go to the bedroom with them.”  She looked at Jarrod as he nodded before disappearing before her eyes.

             
“What’s wrong?  Don’t sugar coat it.  I know something is bad wrong.  Tell me Damn it.”

             
Damien stepped toward her.  “Taylor, I didn’t want to tell you like this.  Let’s sit down.”  

             
He had her shoulders leading her to the couch leaving her no choice. 

             
“What do you remember about your biological mother and father?”  He began.

             
“Nothing.  What do they have anything to do with this?”

             
“Your aunt that raised you.  What do you know about her?”

             
“Nothing.  She just disappeared after I married Chase.  Gone.  The last time I checked the police said they were still continuing to search for her, but there isn’t a sign of her.  What has she got to do with it.”

             
“Your aunt’s name is Ramee.  Not Regina.  She left because she knew they would be able to track you through her, like they have with us.”

             
“So she is a vampire to.  Is she alive?  And what do you mean they would track us through her?”  Tears poured from her eyes.  Her heart felt as if it had stopped completely waiting for his answer before it would beat again.

             
“Yes.  She is well.  She has kept tabs on you.  You may not know it.  Ramee has the ability to change her appearance.  To make you see things that isn’t true.  She can manipulate your mind.  And she has, only in a way to keep you safe and to be able to see you, talk to you, touch you.  She has remained in contact more than you know Taylor.”

             
“No she hasn’t either.  I haven’t seen her.  Who is tracking us?” Taylor felt a new anger growing inside of her.  She would have known if she had seen her.  It really didn’t matter at this moment though, she needed to know who in the hell was tracking her and her family.

              “Do you remember last month, you were driving home from work and you stopped and picked up the fragile little lady who just needed a ride home?  It was raining and cold out.”