Page 16 of Brewster

If she’d not been looking right at Brew, she might have missed his changing from man to monster in seconds. He didn’t move from his chair, but he did grow his hands and nails out. While it was deadly looking, it cared the man with them—they never got his name—enough to scare the piss out of it. It was a scent that made her think of nastiness rather than anything else that she’d been around. He laid his hand on the other man’s shoulder.

“You don’t want to fuck with me and mine, Mr. Coulter. That is your name, isn’t it? I have told you several times that I don’twant to sell my land, nor am I going to. If you’re smart, which I don’t really believe that you are, you’ll leave it alone and go on with your life. However, as I said, you’re not very intelligent, and you’ll keep pushing me until I have to drain you until you’re nothing more than a shell of the man that you are now.” Using his considerably long nail, he flicked it across the man’s cheek and took the blood flowing to his mouth. “I have your scent now, and I’ll have no trouble finding you no matter where you are. Underground, in the air, or just hiding in that house of yours that you think no one knows about. I will find you.”

“You’re not human.” He pointed out that no one in this room was human, not even his lovely wife. “No one told me that when I was asking around town about the land.”

“And why would they? They know who takes care of them and why. It’s because they keep their mouths shut when it’s necessary, and this was, believe it or not, necessary. You’ll gather your men and women up and leave town before I have to do it for you. And trust me when I say that my way will end all your lives. Your getting out on your own will make sure that you get out with at least some of your life left. It might not be a good life, but it will be all that I leave for you.” Calla ate the last of her carrots and cottage cheese and asked for more water when the waiter came to leave them the bill. “Now, here is going to be what will happen. You get out now, and I’ll reconsider what I want to do to you right now. You’ll first, of course, pay the bill that I’ve had written up for you and then be on your way. If I get even a small inclining of you bothering anyone else, I will end your very short life. Even if it’s just a thought that you might want to do something untoward, someone, I’ll kill you. Or, better yet, allow my wife to do so. She’s young and inexperienced, but it might be fun for her to learn being a killer with you.”

“You’re insane.” He said that he wasn’t, actually. It was quite brilliant. “You can’t just talk about killing me like it would benothing at all. I’m a human being and I’m not a monster like you are.”

“You see, that’s where you’re wrong. It wouldn’t be for me. Anything at all, I mean. I don’t care what happens to you. You’ve come onto my land, did things that caused my wife and me trouble, and then thought that I should bend to your wants when I have no intentions to. You’ll either die by our hand, or you’ll do as you’re told and get out of town while you still can. And by that, I mean, I. Will. Kill. You.”

Picking up her fresh water, she sipped it much like Brew did his wine. The man was shaking now, his hand no longer steady like it had been before Brew told him that he was going to kill him. Standing up when Brew did, she watched the man cower in the chair he was in. like he was thinking that he was going to die right now. Instead of acknowledging him, the two of them, Brew and herself, left after paying, leaving a hefty tip after leaving the mess of the blood like she had.

She would admit to only him that she was afraid of the man. Stupid people did stupid things, and she wasn’t sure just how stupid the man was. He could be smart, but she doubted that. As she was leaving the place, opening up her froggy umbrella as it had just started to sprinkle, she had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be the last time they heard from the man. Nor would he live all that much longer if he had it in his head that he was above the law and being killed. Peter met them outside.

“He’s going to continue. Mayhap not with the land, but I don’t think he’s going to give up too soon, do you?” Both she and Brew shook their heads. “I’ll keep an eye on him if you want but I have a feeling that you have a better handle on him than I can. Just let me know if I have anything to clean up. I think the pack seemed to enjoy having to help you guys out. It was, I know, for Master Conri to help you.”

“Your pack leader is a good man, and he will come out aheadsoon. I have a few businesses thinking of coming into town to open up some plants. One of them is a large greenhouse establishment that will make it so there are about fifty jobs to be had.” He said that would be great. “If you’ll tell Conri for me, that would be great. I have a meeting with the company in a few weeks. We’ll know then how many actual jobs it’ll be.”

When Peter left them, he told them that the bill would be paid soon from the other man, and they walked home. All that they’d come into town for had been taken care of, so they’d not have to worry too much more about that. What they did worry about was the man coming in to cause them trouble, and she worried he’d tell people that he was a vampire.

“I would say that they all know. I mean, they might not know for sure, but they also know that I’m very wealthy and will stop helping them if they try to run me out of town. I’m betting if not now, then soon they’ll be having a meeting about that man and making sure that he’s out of town before they say a word to Mr. Coulter about what we are. And I don’t know if you realize this or not, but you’re about as much vampire as I am. The next time we make love, I want to see if you can bite me, too.”

“Really?” she felt her pussy gush with need, her body tremble with the excitement. When he inhaled deeply, she looked at his eyes and could see that they turned as well. “I can see your monster. I don’t think of him as that, but he is one, isn’t he?”

“Only to other people. Never you.” He pulled her closer to him and kissed her. She loved this man more than she ever thought possible. When he unlocked the front door, she knew that they were going to go upstairs and make love, but the house was still in disrepair. Christ, she’d be glad when they were gone. All she wanted was some peace and quiet as well as a few minutes alone to think, too.

Brew went to his office, the only room besides the kitchen that was finished, and she went to the living room to find thatit was nearly finished as well. The hardwood floors were being installed, and the man doing it told her that it would be done by tomorrow afternoon, as soon as the floor had a few hours to settle. She danced around the hallway, feeling good for the first time in a little while.

Finding herself in the kitchen again, she was glad to see that almost all of the appliances were put away or on the counter. Having herself a cup of hot cocoa to try the machine out, she was sitting at the table when Peter joined her again. He smiled at her, and she smiled back. Whatever was going on, she had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be bad but a good thing for a change.

“Mr. Coulter paid his bill. He said that he wasn’t going to be coming back here and made it sound like a threat. I don’t know, but I think that he was threatened a few times by the locals for spreading the news that you and Brew were vampires. I don’t think anyone in town cares so long as they get no trouble from you. And after all this time, I’m assuming that there will be no trouble from either of you.” She said so long as they could all live in peace, then they’d get along fine. “Good, that’s what I heard too. Also, you should know that the banker in town, I don’t know why he told me to tell you, is going to be retiring soon. He thinks that Brew, at the very least, would have a better person in mind than he would to replace him. I told him that I’d tell you guys.”

Hattie offered them both cookies that she was just finishing up baking. They were her favorite, white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies. There were also snickerdoodles, too, that Peter seemed to enjoy. She ate hers with her cocoa, and he had a nice cup of tea with Hattie and Landon. It was an enjoyable afternoon, and she was glad for the company. Even though they’d not go into town and have lunch with her, this was as close as she was going to get what she wanted, she thought.

Chapter 8

Brew knew that the house would be ready tomorrow, but right now, all he could think about was having his mate. Calla Lily was there for the picking, what she called it when he needed to feed, and he didn’t want to wait a bit longer. It was now, or he might hurt her when he did take her.

Going out onto the deck that had been covered just this morning, he made his way to his mate, letting as much of his monster go as he thought wasn’t dangerous. And he could be to her and didn’t want that. He loved her and everything about her.

“I need to tell you something, something important. I’ve never felt as if you were comfortable with me telling you things about my past, but I must do this. I have a ritual that I want to perform with you. It involves me using a family dagger, an heirloom that has been used for centuries when a male claims his mate. Would you mind if I were to use it tonight? It would bond us in ways that would bring us both more magic. Lots of it, too.”

“Will it hurt? I mean, very much. I want to use it because it would make me feel closer to you, but I want to be with you forever.” He told her that she would be. “Good, then chop away at me. I don’t care so long as it doesn’t hurt too much.”

Brew reached up to her backside again and felt her tense. Instead of hitting her butt again like he had just this morning when she got out of the shower, he grabbed the waist of her pants and ripped them from her. Her silence was deafening. Brew ran his hand up the curve of her ass and then down again. He could smell her response. It was hot and immediate.

“I’m going to enjoy this, taking you. I have looked forward to this all day, and I want you badly to drink from you, make love to you, with you. I want to make you mine, Calla Lily. Over andover again with just the two of us.”

“Don’t do this, Brew. There are just too many people around that can hear us. You know how I love to scream. Oh, Brew…please stop that. I can’t think when you…oh, Brew”

Her body shifted on his lap as he entered the long crack of her ass with just the tip of his finger. Her moan went straight to his cock and made him need to reach down and adjust himself before he caused serious damage to himself. But he didn’t want to stop. He wanted to get her nearly screaming with need before he stopped playing with her.

“You’re getting wet, love. I can smell it. Your heat and need are making your scent strong and irresistible to me.” He deepened his finger into her, gathering her cream and moving up to her tight bud. “Hummmm, this is where I want to be. Deep in you here, my cock moving in and out of your tightness. I’d like nothing more than to feed from your throat while I make love to your beautiful ass. And as for people hearing us, that’s not going to happen. I have magic enough that they’ll not come in here nor hear a single sound from this room.”

Brew decided that now would probably be a good time to move to something they could lie down on, something with a lot of room. He stood next to the lounge but continued his torment of her body. As he gathered more of her juices on his fingers, he pressed his little finger against her bundle of nerves and entered her with just one of his fingers. She nearly tossed them both to the floor with her jerk against him.

“Brew, please. I don’t…I need you there too. Please. Fuck me. Now, please fuck me hard.”

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