Page 72 of Of Mercury and Mist

TWENTY-FIVE

Ashley

He sounded like Micha and that was all it took. My pleasure crested, tipping me into an orgasm that washed over me in waves of bliss leaving my legs convulsing. My skin flushed as I cried out, my back arching, every roll of pleasure threatening to snap me in two until my vision blurred.

Isaac seized my hips, shoving his cock in so deep it could’ve torn my lungs. His muscles tightened and I felt him thicken and twitch before he groaned as he filled me with his cum.

He slid his cock from my pussy and rested his head on my chest, breathless. Then he reached for my hair, massaging my scalp before taking one of my curls in hand to caress it.

As he twirled it around a finger, I remembered Micha’s care when he’d forced me to shower in his office apartment. For as hard as I’d tried to ignore my feelings, I couldn’t anymore.

Maybe it was due to the intensity with which Isaac handled me, ravishing my body with a raging passion that nearly drowned me. Or maybe it was the familiar nickname he used for me, or the similarity with which he played with my hair.

Either way it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I realized I wished it’d been Micha in bed with me and my heart cracked in two. The similarities were just too much for me.

Tremors started racking me as the tears began to flow down my face in a rush. My hands were still bound and my arms growing numb to the point I was losing feeling. There was nothing I could do to wipe away the evidence of what Isaac would surely take as a betrayal.

Issac lifted his head to eye me curiously before bracing himself on his forearms. “You’re hurting.” he said. He raised himself up and unfastened the belt, letting my arms drop.

Red marks were etched into my wrists as I rubbed the life back into them. Then, I began wiping away the tears.

Before I could finish, he leaned in and kissed and licked away the droplets. “Those belong to me,” he stated. “Tell me what is wrong.”

A fresh batch of tears fell from my eyes that he scooped up with his finger to suck on. “I think I’m just overwhelmed. It's been a while.” I gave him a halfhearted smile. It had been quite a while since I’d had sex. Not even a hook up.

“I don’t usually have this effect on women. At least not in your scenario,” Isaac said, rubbing his thumb on my cheek. I could only guess what he meant by the statement, my first thought going straight to him leaving a string of broken hearts in his wake.

After I cleared my throat, I said, “I’m overwhelmed. This is a big change for me in many ways.” I gave him a small smile. “My whole life changed; I left everything behind.”

At least, I was trying to.

He held a hand out to me. “Come, we need to shower. After, I’ll have you make a list of the items you want from your apartment. They’ll be retrieved for you.”

Sliding from the bed, I snatched a sheet and moved to wrap it around me. Isaac grabbed it and flung it to the floor. I sighed. He was the moodiest vampire I’d ever met.

On the way to the ensuite, he paused by a computer screen on the wall and tapped the button for housekeeping.

* * *

Over the next few days,we fell into a routine. Isaac, or perhaps an employee of his, had gone to my apartment and got the items I wrote down that I wanted with me. It wasn’t much, just a few pictures, a sentimental stuffed animal, and some jewelry.

Isaac was gone during the day, but not without checking up on me. He’d given me a new cell phone but after he realized I would absolutely not use it, he took mine, disappearing with it for several minutes before handing it back to me.

It didn’t take much for me to know he’d had to have installed spyware and restrictions on the device.

Between examining every inch of the penthouse and discovering cameras everywhere, watching streaming shows on television, texting with Andy and Karissa, I kept as busy as I could. Knowing I was being observed was an uncomfortable feeling, but I was used to the surveillance at Ipomoea and Angels, where every breath taken was cataloged. Granted, it was a bit different when you were somewhere you considered private. I’d have to learn to live with it.

When it was time for my scheduled shift at Angels, Isaac had his driver bring me. Mason escorted me to the door, letting me know my patron would be here later to pick me up. After I thanked him, I headed for Matthew’s office.

“How’s it going?” Lily asked me excitedly, accosting me in the hallway.

Giving her a hug, I answered, “It’s going well. How are you?”

“Tell me all about it—is he buying you presents? Does he have a big dick? I think they all do.”

My face heated and I glanced down at the floor.

“He does! Oh, girl, you’ve got it bad, don’t you.” Lily was waiting for me to say something else, to confirm her wild beliefs.

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