Page 5 of Blood Ties
“You told me that the sire has to release the fledgling. Then release me so I can tell you again that I wanted this. That this was my choice and you did nothing against my will.”
I stood there shaking my head. Part of me desperately wanted to release him from our blood tie. The other part wanted to live in this moment where I didn’t truly know if what he was saying was real or not, but to believe him anyway, even if I knew I would be living a lie. Neither was the right choice. I knew the old law. The sire bond was created for a reason. New fledgling needed someone to help them, to show them how to be a vampire. If I released Grayson, and he was wrong about his feelings, who would be there to teach him? My personal feelings on the matter weren’t enough to let him go free without a guide into this new world I had just thrust him into.
“I can’t. I’m sorry.” I looked up into the smoky hue of his eyes. They were filled with such love and compassion, while mine looked back at him with fear and unease. “You are my fledgling, my responsibility. If you’re wrong and I release you…” I paused finding my words. “What if you want nothing to do with me? Who will be there to help you through this? Who will be there to help you learn how to be a vampire, if not me?”
With a soft reassuring smile, Grayson stepped towards me so our bodies were flushed. His knuckles skimmed down my jaw line. Blood still tinged his usual perfection. “Baby, I need you to trust me. I remember how I felt. You are the love of my life, Gaby. There is not a doubt in my mind that I wanted this. I promise you, nothing is going to make me want to leave you. You are the one thing I can’t live without. You just have to trust me. Please? Release me and let me prove it to you.” He gripped me tighter to him. “Let me show you.” He saw the struggle waging war on my face. “You told me that the sire bond is a sort of love, but would it make me lie to you? I know lying isn’t something you would want. I would never lie to you and with the sire bond in play wouldn’t it be impossible for me to do so since I know it would make you unhappy?”
He had a point, a rather confusing point. It felt wrong releasing him from the bond, from the blood tie that could keep him safe, but could I really live a lie for however long until I released him? Never knowing one way or the other? Could I allow myself to grow more in love with him just to have my world shattered later? No, I couldn’t. But this wasn’t about me. This was about Grayson. I had to do what was best for him. I couldn’t be selfish. I had already been selfish enough. With a heavy breath, I spoke. “Grayson,” I shook my head, “I can’t,” I whispered.
Grayson staggered back. I think he really thought his words would have gotten through to me and they had, but I had to be selfless here. I stood there anxiously awaiting his reaction. What happened next was unexpected. One moment Grayson stood in front of me looking unsure, the next he launched himself at me, his mouth claiming mine. I gasped in shock giving his tongue entrance to my mouth. He tasted different. Like himself only better.
I moaned in delight as his tongue moved with mine starting a frenzy deep inside me.
“Do you want me to stop,” he whispered against my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling myself closer. I didn’t. My earlier guilt was replaced with lust. His hands traveled up and down my back, gliding across my slick skin. Then a thought ran through my mind. What if this wasn’t really what he wanted, but the sire bond?
“Stop,” I heaved with everything I had.
“What?” He pulled back looking into my eyes, unsure he heard me right. It gave me a moment to think.
“As your sire, I command you to stop.” I forced the words out.
“No,” he smiled. Then faster than I had ever seen him move, and in one fluid motion, Grayson spun me around so my back was to his chest. His hand slid down body resting between the junction of my thighs. His fingers lightly teased me causing me to gasp in pleasure. When I didn’t protest, he grasped my thigh in his hand so I was only standing on one foot and sheathed himself inside of me. He felt deeper in this position. I cried out from the pleasurable pain of his swift invasion. My back arched pressing my breast out which Grayson took as an invitation. With his free hand he tweaked and swirled, hardening my tender nipples until they pebbled, increasing my bliss. Before I had a chance to catch my breath from his penetrating advance, Grayson began moving, thrusting himself hard. I moaned and writhed, wrapping my arm around his neck so I had something to anchor myself to. His strength never wavered as he held me up while driving into me. When the orgasm ripped through me, my entire world shattered. I screamed his name and a few choice profanities.
As my body settled, Grayson lowered my leg, but wrapped his arms gently around my waist when he saw my knees give. He let out a soft chuckle probably because he was pretty proud of himself. I could feel him still hard against me and it took me a moment to realize he hadn’t finished with me.
“Why didn’t you too?” I questioned him over my shoulder.
He pressed a light kiss to my nose. “Oh baby I’m not done with you yet. I just want to be able to lay you out in a bed to fully enjoy you.” My body quivered from the impression forming that there was more to come, completely forgetting my disobeyed order.
CHAPTER THREE
Once Grayson and I had washed every spec of blood from our bodies, we exited the shower in a cloud of steam. My earlier muscle aches forgotten, suddenly replaced with the thrill of what was ahead.
“Grayson!” I screamed when I was instantly lifted into his strong arms like I weighed nothing. He had blurred out of nowhere. I wrapped my legs around his waist as I licked the water off his pulse.
“Mm…” he groaned. I felt his palms cup my ass before running up to my hips. He tossed me onto the bed where I landed with a thump. I looked over his body admiring him as I had so many times before. I scanned over the planes of his chest, the ripples of his abs and lower still seeing him ready and waiting. Even after our shower escapades his erection hadn’t diminished. I bit my lip stifling a moan. Excitement coursed through me knowing that his body was for me, that I could cause that reaction with him.
Grayson stealthily crawled across the bed, over the length of my body looking like a predator and I was his prey. This was the first time I had ever really felt like that with him. Maybe it was because, now, he was a predator. I watched his eyes and saw his normally smoky gray had been replaced by the vampire honey green. A crooked grin on his face showed me just a hint of fang and my body shivered from the prospect of him sinking those teeth into me.
It was strange. Thoughts like that had never crossed my mind before when he had been human. I had been content with what we had. Now my body seemed to sense the change in him, recognizing the predator, and reveled in it.
“God Gaby,” he whispered as he hovered above me. His eyes closed struggling with what he wanted to say. After the transition it could be tough. Your body wanted things that your mind wasn’t used to, blood being the main issue.
He buried his head into my neck breathing me in deep then feathering kisses up my column. I arched my neck giving him better access. I wanted him to bite me almost as much as he wanted to. “I want to taste you. Will you please let me?”
“God yes!” I moaned without a conscious thought. I could feel him chuckle against my skin. He moved down my body, blanketing his way in deep kisses with a slight suction. At first I was disappointed that he hadn’t bitten me until he settled between my thighs, shoving them farther apart. I looked down at him and our gazes collided. He leaned down slowly, kissing the inside my thigh. His eyes met mine then mirrored his action on the other side. When his eyes fell on mine again there was a gleam in them that made my toes curl. His lips pulled up in a devilish smirk. Without warning, he launched himself to where I most desired. My spine arched and my toes curled. Instinctively, my legs tried to close from the sudden intensity, but Grayson held them open with more strength than he normally used. I tried to relax, but my body writhed against him. Wanting more? Needing him to stop? I didn’t know. He pulled back and my body ached from the loss.
“Mmm, Gaby. You taste… different…Better,” he whispered before lowering himself to me again. My hips rocked against him, craving more. When he slipped his fingers into me, my body knew what it wanted. He angled his fingers up using a come hither motion, rubbing against the perfect spot. I felt the familiar build begin to rise starting deep in my core. With two fingers inside me, Grayson used his thumb from his opposite hand replacing his mouth rubbing rough circles around my sensitive nub. I looked down at him, his eyes meeting mine looked familiar, yet not, since they were still honey green. I could see the hunger in them. I reached down running my finger over my femoral artery, guiding him. He smiled as my body began spasming around his fingers. In a blur, he moved to my inner thigh, striking it quickly. I felt a sharp pinch then pleasure flowed through me washing over me like a warm waterfall. My skin tingled while my body quivered, but the sensation continued to flow until I thought I would liquefy. It was different than it had been. Our bond, that had been missing since I felt Grayson’s death, was reestablished. It bloomed in my chest and spread like wild fire. I could feel him as my blood flowed into him creating a bridge between us, bonding us once more. Reluctantly, Grayson retracted his fangs allowing my orgasm to ebb. I realized our blood ties had been there the entire time, but was damaged from his human death. The exchange of blood simply restored it.
Before I could settle back into my body, he thrust himself deep into me pushing me over the cliff again. I continued to orgasm as his hips rapidly slammed against me. My nails dug into his back, marking him, but it only made him increase his rhythm. He kept me in a constant state of ecstasy as he pounded into me. Each thrust pushed me further up on the bed until I had to raise my hands above my head to keep from hitting my head on the headboard, but I didn’t dare ask him to stop. I felt my fangs grow to a sharp point, aching, begging to sink into flesh. Grayson’s muscles became rigid. He was close. I ran my hand into his hair, at the base of his neck. With a sharp grip, I pulled his head to the side and sank into his exposed neck. With a hard groan, I felt his body flood mine, filling it with the evidence of his pleasure he had been holding back. His blood tasted sweeter than it had when he’d been human. Something was different. It held strength it hadn’t before. I pulled back licking the wounds closed before I fell exhausted against the bed.
Grayson rested his forehead against mine. Both of us panting from the exertion, but it was well worth it. I felt closer to him than I had earlier that night. The worry and turmoil, all but forgotten, in our erotic haze. Burying his head in my neck, I felt Grayson lightly chuckle. Hearing the lightness in his mood I couldn’t help but giggle back.
“What?” I asked with a smile.
“Is it bad I want you again?” he pulled back looking me in the eyes with an amused grin lingering across his face. My amusement vanished at his words.Again? He couldn’t be serious?I focused at where he rested, still buried inside of me. The evidence of his arousal hadn’t faded a bit.
“Grayson,” I hesitantly breathed, “I love you, but I can’t. I am so sorry.”
