Caramel: Book 3 of the Lord Emperor Vampire Series

Q: if you want him to die a quick death, wouldn’t it have been better to have been shot in the head instead of the heart?
A: X has this thing for open caskets. He was actually upset that he had to shoot that reporter in Cake ‘Ms. Big Teeth’ in the head because she was wearing Kevlar. So X will make a heart shot every time. Which may lead to his downfall, or not.

I have added another Chappie to my rants/journal HOW DO YOU WRITE? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!! This is about how Blue Vampires can exist when they are supposed extinct. (k this is for you) Take a look and tell me if it’s plausible. Otherwise it’s going to be a ‘cause I said so’ explanations. I hate those.

Readership has fallen off. Wah. Reviewership has fallen off. Double Wah. I offer appeasement with more plot and some bunny action Thanks for the notes and one liners (Laur – cute) to the Loyal. k; rosei; Steph8503; meadows-peak; rosemary; a.taste.of.insanity; miles; shiden and Laur.


WARNING: JAILHOUSE BUNNIES


Chapter 121: Squeaksqueak Bangbang

There was a moment of heavy silence, then I uncurled myself and put my feet on the floor. “I guess you can call me that. Everybody is changing my name. I do believe the last one was Slutty. So White Demon of Death is actually better.”

“That is the name Interpol has given to a serial murderer in Japan. Lots of killing in a short time span. Someone very pale with white hair.”

“So you think I’m a serial murderer?”

He looked at me intently. I could see the thought process flying through his head. I was a fucking emotional and physical wreck the last time he saw me. I also had the remnant of pink skin and flaming red hair. I raised my eyebrows and cocked my head deliberately mimicking the angel kitty billboard. There it was. He clicked into what I wanted him to see.

“You’d be kind of hard to miss, being a supermodel and all.”

“That’s not all it’s cracked up to be. I’m going to be on the front of the tabloids. I probably am now.”

“You seem more sincere the last time we met.”

“I was scared shitless.”

“And you got a handle on things now?”

“No, but I got people around me who do.”

“Ah, yes. You are a proper business man now.” Nolan moved and sat down at the table and opened up folder. It was full of newspaper clippings. Can you say stalker-ish? “CEO of Shadoe Inc; engaged to Claudia Whitecomb of Whitecomb Technologies while still carrying on with that brown haired man, a Marcus Du Bussey and now carrying on with Du Bussey’s father. You’ve been busy.”

“You only have me on trespassing that I can’t even deny because I’m reeking of it.”

“What were you doing at that house, Edward?”

“Looking for clues.”

“The whole family is missing. Marilyn and Bob Fieldings, twins Robbie and Ronan, Kelly and Preston.”

“I have no proof, but I believe they’re dead. One of the twins might be alive.”

“Really? How do you know this?”

“Rumors.”

He sat back in his chair and looked at me intently. I just Armor and Father’s voice in my head --you can’t lie to save your life. “Rumors. I’ve heard rumors. Everyone has heard rumors that Shadoe Inc is just a shell, a front for something dark.”

“Every successful business is rumored to be dark and unnatural.”

“Listen Edward…”

“My name is Xavier. Xavier Von Drachenfeld. I used to be Edward.”

Detective Nolan ran a hand through his hair, “Look, I’m not trying to be a hard ass with you, but something is fishy. You’re thirty-three and you look like you’re not a day over nineteen. You had some skin color a year ago. Now, you look like a glass of milk.”

“There is no need to be insulting.” I tapped my hand on the arm rest.

“You have bruises on your neck from where that gorilla grabbed you.”

“It probably looks worse than what it is.”

“Edwar….Xavier…whatever you’ve gotten yourself into…just tell me. I can help you.”

There was a knock at the door. “Legal counsel has arrived for Mr. Von Drachenfeld.”

“Let me help you Xavier.”

“Say nothing, Mr. Von Drachenfeld. We have a lien against the property. Technically, we own that land. Mr. Von Drachenfeld was not trespassing.”

“You want to help me? Could you give me a minute with the Detective?”

“I’m your Counsel. Anything you say can be heard by me. I am oath bound not to repeat it.”

“Come here.” The Detective came around and perched on the edge of the table. He crossed his ankles and set his palms flat on the edge.

“Detective Nolan….” I let my words deliberately trail off. He leaned forward. I reached out and touched his forehead. “You can help me by finding every reported house fire that occurred on a full moon for the past three years especially if the family are missing, I want to know.”

I took a good mental picture of the twins in my mind’s eye and carefully and gently implanted it in his. “Put out an missing person’s report on Robbie or Ronan Fieldings. As soon as he’s found, call me. I’ll take care of him.”

I gently pulled back from his thoughts, “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me. I was more than a little freaked out back then…so many things were happening and I was just overwhelmed.”

“What about that big guy? Marcus.”

“Funny thing, his name isn’t Marcus. He’s a twin. He thought I’d like Marcus better than his real name. Rose by another other name…you know how that goes.”

“There is the matter of the unlicensed exotic animal.”

“Exotic animal? Oh, the black panther the officers thought they saw. It was a dog. It ran off.”

“A dog with a six foot tail.”

“Some body bred the Chihuahua…why not a six foot tail?”

There was another knock at the door. Armor stood there in all his glory and Armani. He stepped into the room. “Get the chauffeur out.” He ordered the lawyer.

“I am only here to see to Mr. Von Drachenfeld”

“Get the chauffeur out.” I parroted Armor’s words. I locked gazes with my sexy monkey. Marcus was right about the warning, Armor wasn’t happy. Hmmm, I’d have to work on that.

“Detective Nolan.” Armor turned to the officer and nodded politely. “Can I take Xavier home now?”

“Mr. Du Bussey.”

“It’s Von Drachenfeld. I have legally changed my name.”

“You’re married?”

“Maybe not in the eyes of the law, but in every other way possible. Yes, we are. Are handcuffs necessary, Detective?”

“As your counsel stated, you own the property. You can’t trespass on your own property. There is no evidence of a exotic animal.” He closed the file folder and stood up. “I don’t have a key. I’ll have to get someone in here.”

“Not necessary.” If I could hold a gate closed with the force of my will as eight terror stricken Lycan puppies yanked on it, well Sex could do it, a little lock should be no problem. In theory. Armor forced back a smirk as the cuffs clattered to the floor. I leaned over and picket them up and set them on the table. “I don’t like being restrained, Detective Nolan.”

“I’ll add that to my file.”

“Can we just the room for a moment?”

I got an eyebrow lift.

“You’ll have to pick up your effects. I’ll leave an officer outside the door to escort you there.”

“Thank you Detective Nolan. You are a credit to the force. I mean that.” Nolan paused at my words then nodded and pulled the door shut behind him.

Armor looked toward the door then stepped toward me. “I can see the wheels turning in your head, X. What are you doing?”

I got up from the chair and flipped my ass up on the table. I leaned back on my wrists and rocked on the table. It gave a slight shake and linoleum squeak. I did my little mullet flip and hooded my eyes sexily…well at least I think it was sexy. Oh yeah…I got a face full of Armor. I was bringing sexy back—with a vengeance. He tangled his hand in the back of my hair and savaged my mouth. It was some time between loving between us and an Armor special just wasn’t going to cut it. I wrapped my left leg around his hip and across his ass. I rocked my hips forward and he get a chuckle seep into my mouth. “I take it you’re happy to see me.”

“I’m always happy to see you, Pretty. You came to my rescue again.”

I got the back of finger stroked down the side of my face, “I promise it will not end the way it did last time.”

It better fucking not. I didn’t need my brains leaking all over my skull again. That was a hard and potentially deadly lesson that I learned from. Protect yourself at all times. Even from your Beloved. Especially your Beloved. “I will die before I hurt you like that again.”

“Fuck me first.”

“Language, X. Will you ever clean up your mouth?”

“I thought you liked my mouth.”

A thumb brushed across my lower lip, slowly. I watched those chocolate brown eyes soften and lock onto my slightly pink flesh. “I love your mouth, Little One. Aside from your mind…” He moved his hand up to my temple and circled that flat little patch beyond my eyebrow. “it is the second best of your features. Then your neck…” His face tightened as he saw the fading bruises. “Who did this?”

“I needed to get out of holding…He already got his clock cleaned.”

My head bounced off the table as Armor latched onto my neck. He licked me. His lips ran on my skin, tantalizing me, nuzzling up to my ear. I shivered. I gave a little happy sigh-ish groan. I wanted to do this last night. Hurling out my guts ruined any chance of a romantic interlude. Three days. Azrael’s Saturday. Sex’s Sunday and Monday. It seemed like forever.

I offered my neck. “Beautiful…there’s a police officer outside the door.”

“It’s now or not until after 10 tonight.”

“Shall I suck you?”

“I want you in me. If Liam and Hades can get nasty in any corner…”

“Do not mention the Ancients…that does not exactly set the mood for me.”

I worked my hands up into his hair and pulled his head down. I kissed him with sheer abandonment. I ran my tongue along his, stroking, coaxing, begging. Yeah, I was begging my sex monkey. “How’s that.”

I didn’t have worry about Lycan bounding in and bothering us. I reached down and cupped Armor’s heat. He was good to go. I kissed the corner of his mouth and lifted my lips to his ear. “We’re alone.”

He attacked my jeans. My top rivet when ping off the floor somewhere. I tightened my leg hold on his hip and lifted my butt so he could yank my jeans down. I got his belt open and was working on his waistband when he rubbed my portal. I just twitched and shivered. My hands fumbled with his button. A low laugh rumbled out of his chest. He knocked my hands away and dropped his pants.

“Beautiful?”

“Consent me hard, Pretty. I missed you so much.”

I watched entranced like a poor mouse before a hooded cobra as Armor took two fingers and wet them with his mouth. I could see his pink tongue sweeping around them. My mouth dropped open in a pant.

“Hold yourself open for me, Beautiful.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist and reached down parting my cheeks. I felt so dirty. So exposed. Armor’s flame flared as he looked down between us. “Beautiful.” His word was a whisper of awe. His fingers pushed into me. I groaned and my breathing changed. “…so Beautiful.”

His wrist began to pump in me. The sensations were delicious. He hunched over and latched onto a budded nipple through my shredded t-shirt. My chest arched up to his talented mouth. I took a long strand of his hair and sucked it into my mouth, chewing on it. Apple essence filled my senses. My eyes flared blue. I dropped fang and stared back at his flame. His hand pulled free and I felt the pulsing flesh of his cock knock at my portal.

“Yes…”

Armor slid inside. I dropped my ass and wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders. He shifted forward and buried himself fully. Aaaaahhh. I nipped at the underside of his jaw. “As always, you should be savored, Little One.”

“Not here…consent me hard. Fuck me into the corner.” Armor pulled back and slammed home shifting the table with his thrust. I tightened my thighs around him. I missed him…I missed him so much.

Squeak, scrape, squeak, scrape. We were plowing new furrows into the floor. Squeak, squeak, squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak. I bit him. He gasped then reached back and pulled my arms off his back, forcing them down to the table. I sank my fangs deeper. He did that little hitchy motion that bounced off my prostate. My head flew back and my eyes rolled up into my head. Nnnnuuuunnn!

He dropped a binding on me, gathered my wrists in one hand and trailed the other down across my blood stained lips, my neck. I screamed as he tugged on my left nipple. The only sound was his panting breath and the scrape of the table on the floor. I felt like I was burning up from the inside. My shirt was already ripped so it didn’t matter. I arched my chest up to him and let my wings free. “So, beautiful…I have an angel in my arms…”

I brought my wings around us, wrapping us in downy softness, sheltering us from the sexual storm that was driving me out of my freaking mind. Armor grabbed my throbbing cock and started stroking me in time with his thrusts and the squeaks and the scrapes. I thrashed my face to the side, into my upper arm. Armor sucked on my neck and gave me a gentle scrape with his fangs. I tensed, gave a silent cry of joy and my body exploded. My cock jumped and splashed warmth on my naked stomach. Somehow my tee had been shoved up just under my nipples. I tightened around my lover. He groaned in my ear then I got fanged right in that special spot. Huh, huh, huh..huuuuuh.

Squeak, squeak squeaksqueaksqueakbangbangbang. The table hit the corner of the room. I hovered around the drooling idiot of pleasure mark as Armor continued to ride me. To fang me. To love me to oblivion. Dimly, I heard a knock at the door. Knocking? I forced the door shut. There was a rattling at it. Armor hit my prostate and I lost concentration. The door opened slightly. I slammed it shut again.

I grimaced and tightened my body tight around him bangbangbaang…there was that hitch in his breathing. I clamped my thighs tight around his waist. I got that sexy make your hair on the back of your neck stand up and wave cry as he jutted into me…once, BANG, twice, Bang, thrice, bang.

Armor collapsed on top of me and the table. I nipped at his jaw line. “Missed me too, eh?”

“Every second of every minute of every day that you are not in my arms.”

I sniffled. You, ass. He brushed his hand along my face. “Am I your stupid fuck?”

“Forever and always.” I dissolved my wings.

“HEY!” Rattle, rattle, knock, knock.

Both of us looked toward the door. Hastily, we got cleaned up, re-dressed and re-set the room. Oh great, there were was another parallel set of grooves dug into the floor. I grinned up at Armor. He stroked my shorter hair. “I like this. What is the style called?”

“Fashionable.” I wasn’t going to listen to a chorus of mullet head coming from Mr. big and tall.

“Presentable?” I pulled down my shirt ignoring the sticky mess that was going to glue it to my chest.

He looked me over then stepped in closer. “You have something here.” His hand brushed at my neck were he fanged me.

“What is it?”

“Me.” He leaned over attached his talented lips to my throat and proceeded to suck a hickey on me. He easily picked me up and carried me to the corner beside the door. “They know something was going on….” He hiked my thigh up and stroked his hand along my ass. “Let them in, Little One.” Bang…he pushed my back up against the wall and zeroed in on my throat.

“What’s going on in here! Oh…break that up.” I shifted my head around Armor’s shoulder. He squeezed my ass cheek hard then slapped me.

“So round, so firm…” I grabbed his crotch.

“Finish that saying and you’re going to be minus something you like.”

“You like it too.” He hissed back pulling my wrist away.

“If you’re ready, we’ll get you out of here.” The officer said.

I reared up on my toes and kissed Armor lightly. “Thank you, Beloved.”

“You know I am your booty call.”

“No you’re not. I would never treat you that way, Armor.”

I got yanked to a halt by my hair. Oooww. I got dipped backwards and a face full of vampire. “You do not. I just meant, I will always be here for you.”

“Winter, spring summer or fall?”

Armor smiled at me, “All you have to do is call, and I will be there. Aside from this” I got a land-down-under Armor special “…I always wanted to be your friend.”

“That’s considered lewd behavior.”

“Straights do it all the time.” I retorted as Armor returned me to my upright position. Slight head rush.

“Whatever.”

It took just as long getting released and my stuff back. I grabbed Father’s torc and locket and slipped it back in place. Didn’t want to see that expression on his face again if anything happened to this one. Armor flipped my hair out of the way and linked the chain closed. I took the gold ring from the envelope and handed it him. His eyes momentarily flared crimson as he slid his wedding ring back on my finger. “With this ring, I thee wed, again.”

Damn it. I was waterworks central. He brushed at my tears with his thumbs. “I have the limo at a side entrance. It seems with your new ad campaign, you are the darling of the news tabloids once more.” He gestured toward the front of the policy station.

Oh dear Lord. It was a media frenzy. “Lead the way.”

Armor took my arm and headed back down the corridor. “How did you hear about me anyway? I never did get my phone call.”

“I told him.” Haley was standing in the middle of the deserted hallway and he bristled. I never saw anyone bristle before. I was about to laugh when I released my furry Lycan pup was absolutely furious. “What did Ping tell you? You go no where without the Pack.”

“How did you know?”

“Her Majesty told me, well showed me. I found you first off the police scanners and told Lord Armor.” He wrinkled his nose. “You’ve had sex.” He narrowed his eyes and pointed to the end of the corridor. “Get in the limo.”

Whoa. Someone was hanging out too much with Nightshade. “NOW!”

“Haley…”

“Lord Alpha…you had everyone worried. Please…before the reporters come around the side of the building.” I followed Armor out of the corridor. He placed an arm across my chest as we got the exit. I watched the shift to Marcus as he scanned the area for Lycan and Orel Wessel. Once he was satisfied that it was clear, Armor took over again and escorted me out to the limo. Haley piled in after me. I barely made it to my seat when he shoved me backward and ripped my shirt off. What the…

Haley help up a small silver heart shaped locket. “This is a gps microchip. This will let us know were you are at all times. There will be no more disappearing acts for you, Lord Alpha.”

“That won’t fit on the torc.”

“It doesn’t go on the torc.” Haley reached out and opened up my left nipple ring. He slid the flat silver heart pendent on then closed it up again. “It doesn’t come off.” He straddled my lap and pressed his forehead up to min. “You make us worry so much, Lord Alpha.”

“Sorry, Haley. Hades remarks hurt me a little yesterday. I just didn’t want to sit around looking pretty. I had to do something. Father let me have an Assign, which brings us back to when we met, little Pup.”

“The woods?”

“The Golden Pheasant. That petition you wanted brought forward. When did you notice werewolf families were being killed?”

Haley slipped off my lap. Armor had been busy getting out the little after sex clean up supplies from the hidden compartment. He slipped my jeans off quicker than a snake could shed skin. I tried to grab the cloth from his hand. “We have been through this before. I made the mess, I’ll clean it up.”

I grimaced and closed my eyes, flopping my head back on the seat. Something cold touched my lips. I popped my eyes open to find Haley holding up a blood pack to mouth. “You missed lunch. Eat. Then you take these.” He shook a bottle of blue pills.

Some days it was trying to be loved this much. I opened my mouth and dropped fang. Haley did a modified version of the penguin and slapped the bag on my fangs.

“I was in the Den when Grandmother got reports from the city that werewolves were vanishing. Safe Houses were being attacked and it was a full scale slaughter of everyone, be it Lycan, werewolf or Human. Whoever was there when it was attacked was killed. That was about a year ago. Grandmother said she would take care of it. There were no more attacks on safe houses. No more Lycan or Humans were killed. Instead, it was werewolf houses now. The family just disappeared and the house was burned to the ground. Since there were no bodies, no body could claim foul. Besides, half breeds like werewolves can’t speak in the Den. I tried to get Grandmother to send out a pack to investigate. I was told that werewolves were impure creatures and if they died, it was because they deserved it.”

“How come you couldn’t tell me this before when I asked you?”

“You are my Pack now, Alpha. You have Lycan blood in you.”

Armor stopped his humiliation. “You have Lycan blood?”

“Didn’t I tell you I got attacked when I was nine? Well, Sex did. Edward did. We were still one at that time. We separated after that.”

“I thought once bitten you were a werewolf.”

“Not if you got enough magic behind you…I wonder now if that Blue Vampire gene had something to do with it more than the magic. I don’t even have the bite marks any more.” I ran my hand down my arm. Smooth as a baby’s bottom. Armor returned to cleaning. Ewww.

Haley turned and unzipped a suit bag. Armor took the silk polka dot boxers and slipped them up my legs.

“One werewolf survived an attack…not for long. She was mortally wounded. She spoke to Derry. She said that five vampire kicked in their door. They killed everyone. They thought was dead when they set the house on fire. She crawled out a window before the fire got too out of control.”

That was in the petition. When Grandmother heard about it, she went ballistic.” Haley sat back on his haunches. “I think she might be helping those vampire. I think she might be targeting those werewolves. I have no proof and I don’t know why.”

“She branded you and sent you to your death. That is proof enough that you were right.” I reached out and touched Haley’s forehead. I called up the image of the Fieldings twins. “This is the last house those rogues attacked. One twin is still alive somewhere. He’s probably alone and terrified. We need to find him, Haley. They probably know one was missing. They’re still hunting him.”

I pulled back. Haley’s eyes were still glazed for a bit then he blinked. “Ping will have the Alpha pack scourer the area.”

“I was there. The rains washed everything clean.”

“Alpha, you’re just a vampire. They will be able find a scent trail.”

“Do you want to join them.” Haley reached out and flicked my left nipple. A shock rippled through my body. “You are never going anywhere without a Pack member with you.”

“I got Armor.” He slipped my suit pants on me. I slapped his hands away and shifted pulling them on and doing up the zipper.

“Lord Armor is not a Pack member. This is your Elek’s edict, Lord Alpha.” Haley’s voice dropped. “Don’t piss Ping off. She’s scary.”

I took the white dress shirt and slipped it on. I glanced down at my new dangly. I’m surrounded by horny men and scary women. Haley handed me my harness and my glocks. I quickly got dressed. We were almost at our next destination. I caught myself in the rearview mirror. Yeah, with my hair loose, it was a mullet. I rummaged for an elastic band or something. Haley pulled out a silvery hair…what? Comb? Clip? Thingamabob?

“Saitou-san, Ping’s father sent this to you as Head of the Imperial Pack. Ping showed me how it attaches. It has been passed down in her family for generations. Normally women get it, but Saitou-san said it would look good in your white hair.”

Well I was touched until Haley said it was for women. I twisted so by back was toward him. Armor busied himself with tweaking my nipples as he did up by shirt and fiddled with my tie. On the pretense of tucking in my shirt, he hand his hands down the waistband of my pants.

“You know, this is sexual harassment.”

“You want me to stop?”

“No…I’m just saying. Owww.” Haley stabbed me in the scalp with a silvery chopstick.

“Sorry.”

I got a suit vest then my harness. Armor abandoned me to play with my feet. He was such a deviant. Finally I was dressed and Glocked. The limo pulled up to the door of a warehouse. “How do I look?”

“Marvelous.” Haley smiled at me, all the anger worked out of his system.

“Delectable.”

“I’m here to put the fear of Shadoe Inc into these guys and you make me sound like a dessert.”

Armor leaned forward. I lifted my face. He bit my nose. “Death by white chocolate.”

“Ready?” Haley moved to the limo door.

I smirked, wiped the spit off my nose and pinged Armor between the eyes. I settled my suit jacket on my shoulders and took a deep breath. “Let’s dance.”