Caramel: Book 3 of the Lord Emperor Vampire Series

Short chappie but it was an appropriate place to stop.

Q: who is stronger an ancient or an alpha female Lycan like the *Britta the Elder* ? What happened to Haley’s parents?

A: Ahem….I cannot discuss this at this time. *smirk*

Haley’s parents….something I haven’t thought about but here goes. If Haley was raised in ‘Britta’s Den’ I believe they have been killed. Being a Lycan is a dangerous and usually short lived business. As you have seen there are pups galore but very few Alphas, mainly due to the fact that most do not survive to the age of change which is between 65-75 years old (human years) Haley’s mother was a daughter of the last litter Britta could carry. His father was a member of the Northern Alpha Pack (Britta’s personal chosen Lycan). Haley’s mother fell preventing a Den coupe. Many of the little Lycan princes and princesses were killed at the same time. Haley only survived by Britta actually protecting him. His father fell when Haley was in his 30s to a minor Lycan/Vampire skirmish. (There are always skirmishes between L/V) This kind of leads Britta’s branding and banishment as something really horrid, since he basically raised Haley from whelphood.


Kudos and watermelon slices to the Loyal. Happy solitice. Celebrating the summer equinox is manatory! Sunscreen for everyone. If your naked…keep it to yourself. Hahaha (no pics please.) Thanks to: k; rosemary; spirit; newmoon; Jenna T.; Laur; Dark Avenger; Rosei; a taste of insanity; eiriyukithewriter; meadows-peak and shiden


Chapter 133: Before the storm

A hand was stroking my hair. I relaxed into it and let out a moan when I truly woke up. I bolted up right and knocked the hand away. “Xavier?”

My heart started to beat again. I closed my eyes and took a few deep cleansing breaths. “Sorry.” I shoved my hair out of my eyes and looked at the big man in my bed. Armor. He blinked sleep away and went to gather me up then stopped when I involuntarily tensed.

“Sex is a little skittish and I think I’ve picked up on it.”

“Come here, Little One.”

“I need something to drink.” Mainly to wash the taste of fear out of my mouth. Alarik was invading our nightmares. Armor pushed back down on the mattress and swung himself out of the blankets.

“Water or Blood.”

“Both. I’m parched and I’m hungry.” I yawned as he pulled his housecoat on and made him way out of the bedroom. Sex was a wreck. I couldn’t blame him. He basically got rape fanged three times in two days. I hope he could recharge on the beach. I was so damned scared when I couldn’t get his blood stopped. The sand beneath him just turned red and grew larger and larger. Azrael basically had continuous transfusions. I’d never felt so useless, especially when Sex started crying. I had heard him cry before, but it was always in the Dark. To see him curl upon himself into a ball…I blinked tears out of my eyes. I could do nothing but hold him until he cried himself to sleep.

Alarik was a fucking bastard and I hoped to hell that Claudius ripped his head off. Sex is the, I hesitate to say the best of all of us, but he has the most ‘joy de live‘ He found the most fascinating things in common objects or occurrences. Maybe because he was lost in the Dark for so long…I don’t know…but it was a much diminished Sex that I healed on that beach. One part of me wanted to drag him back here and shove him into Claudius’ arms. I had no doubt he would recover faster in Father’s arms.

I broke out of my thoughts when the door opened and Armor came back with a tray. It’s a damn good thing, we have basically a twenty four hour kitchen. Armor handed me the glass of water and I downed in a couple of chugs.

“You do that with the Blood and you’re going to end up throwing up…again.”

I sniffed the air. Honey garlic? Armor waited until I sat right then pulled out the tray legs and set it on my lap. We didn’t need light to see but he went and turned on a bedside lamp. Chicken wings…

“Hans keeps some ready at all times.” I spied a flash of silver as his housecoat gaped slightly. I stuck a wing in my mouth then gestured him forward. He looked down at me puzzled for a moment until I opened his housecoat and looked at what Azrael left behind.

Holy….nice. Since I seem to have lost all my pigment, Armor was an exotic. His brown nipple was budded. I touched the hanging jewelry. Aside from my wedding band, is was about time Azrael put his mark on his version of the sexy monkey. “Does it hurt?”

“It is throbbing.” I glanced down at my bare chest and saw the mirror image.

I took the chicken wing out of my mouth, “Yeah, it does that. It looks good on you.”

“As do you.”

“I look good on you?” I let a smirk flash across my face but it didn’t stay long. “I’ve really dropped the ball here, Armor. If I wasn’t off wallowing in guilt, Sex wouldn’t have been attacked, twice.”

“Marcus seems to think that Alarik has been targeting Sex because of Father’s relationship with him. If it were just because he was his son, why didn’t he come after me, us?” Armor sat down on the mattress and I had to rescue the mug of blood from tipping over.

“He killed his own mother?”

“Father has never spoken to me about any of time before we met. Marcus has honored his silence, so have I.”

“For saving you?”

“Marcus has kept those memories private of that time. I get snatches through…I guess you could call them dreams. It was not pretty, X. Little Marcus, by himself lived in terror every second of the day. When that door opened, he did not know if it was going to be food or another rape. If he fought his attacker, there were days he did not get any food or water. Dogs have been treated better. I did not come along until they started the whippings. They would not give him time to heal. Everything would just be reopened. That is when Father took him away.” Armor took his housecoat off completely and turned his broad back to me. “My back had been cut to ribbons but it was I who woke up in Claudius’ bed while he was giving us a blood bath, healing all my wounds. I did not know what he was. I did not care what he was. He was mercy.”

“And you had never had that.”

“That is my feelings, Little One. Marcus…I do not know. To me, Father became my savior and to thank him, I attempted to do what I had been taught. I was lightly rebuked and sent to his bed to sleep. When I woke the next morning, those that had abused us were no more. Father climbed on top of the covers and laid down. I lay on him under the covers with my head resting on his chest listening to his heartbeat and for the first time I could ever remember…I felt safe.”

Armor pulled the housecoat back on. “I think Marcus was the way he was because Father made him feel safe, and Marcus depending so heavily on Father made Claudius feel less disconnected. When Claudius discovered Marcus could draw, he filled rooms with art supplies. Well, the rooms that were not cluttered with junk. That has not changed in all the centuries.”

He loosely tied the sash and turned to me. I was all honey garlic sauce. Armor laughed, took my wrists and pulled my arms wide. “Do not put that in my hair.” He began laving me with his tongue like a momma cat cleaning a wayward kitten. “Hmmm, honey garlic with a cinnamon twist.” He licked my face clean paying extra attention to the corner of my mouth. “Open.”

What Azrael couldn’t do earlier in the evening; I had absolutely no problems with in the midnight hours. And this tray was just in the way. Armor licked his lips. “You taste devilish.”

“Devilish as a flavor?”

“It is anything that has a mix of cinnamon…I like it best when it is mixed with Apples. Still.” He brought my sticky fingers up to his mouth. One by one he sucked them clean. Oh. My. God. Suckduction to the extreme. “You and your sweets…”

“You got a problem with sweets?”

Armor took my other hand and licked my palm. “Of course not.” He looked at me and his eyes blazed into flame, “All the better to suck you with.”

Anything I was going to say just dried up in my throat. He asked with one arched eye brow. “Are you going to do what I tell you to, for once?”

He took my index finger into his mouth, I could feel his tongue exploring my digit…and my other lower digit wanted in on the fun. Armor was rewarded with drool out the side of my mouth. He pulled my sloppy hand away from us and caught my chin. “You know as endearing that is, you might want to see a doctor.”

“I….you just make my mouth water.” I wiped my spit off my face. It was kind of embarrassing. I felt a blush race across my face. Armor smiled and continuing sucking
my fingers until they were honey garlic free.

He lifted the tray onto the floor, set the mug on the night table. His eyes looked me over carefully. “I want to love you , Little One, but if Alarik has made…”

“You are in my bed, not Alarik or any of the hundreds of little problems that are begging for my attention. You are my only concern right at this minute.”

“What makes your concerned?”

“Like how am I going to get you down on me…”

“Oh, like this?”

“Almost, too many clothes.”

“Like this?

“Still too many clothes.”

“Then you must mean like this.”

“Now you’re too far away.” Armor ripped the blanket completely off the bed and looked at me.

“You are a glass of milk with that strawberry syrup. You have a hint of pink swirling under the surface. Is it not advised to drink eight glasses a day?”

“What do you mean drink?”

“I mean…” He kissed the sensitive part of my inner knee, “drink…you” He turned his head the opposite way and kissed my other inside knee, then he took his hands and opened my legs wide.

“Pretty…my Pretty.”

“Beloved?”

“Consent me Armor.”

Armor nuzzled his way up to my goodies. My breathing changed dropping deeper and slower. He knew my body like the back of his hand. He knew what worked. He knew what drove me over the edge and he knew what would be the fastest way to a quick finish. I wasn’t getting the bum’s rush today. He moved from mouthing my balls shifting slightly then he did his porno star hair flip. “Uhhh nnnn ahhh”

He chuckled and took my cock in his hand and pulled to his talented lips. I tangled my hands into the sheets and shook and shivered. Armor octopus was everywhere. Tantalizing this, stroking that, a thumb ghosted over the push button start. Hmmmmm

Please….I reached down and tangled my hand in his hair. I pulled on him. He let me go and my hard penis slapped my stomach. My eyes rolled up into my head. “Beautiful….” My mouth dropped and I gasped as his mouth slipped up my stomach then latched onto my GPS anchor. My knees were pushed higher until they were beside my shoulders. “Oh…uuuuhhhhh..”

“Beautiful…you are so beautiful…”

“Pretty…”

“I love you, I wish we could stay like this always.” I opened my eyes and looked into a full blown red flame. My own flame was burning hot, which in turn was turning up my libido into samba mode. I tangled my hands in his hair and hunched my hips up against his hard stomach. Humping bunnies….but I wanted more. I concentrated and the night table drawer opened and then the little tube of lubrication floated up and out. It had gotten a little easier and it landed beside Armor’s hand with a plop.

He flipped the top as his teeth closed around my budded nipple. I twisted up into his rough caress then let out a cry as a slickened finger slipped inside.

“Your voice is so sexy, Beautiful….scream for me…only for me.”

“AAAAHHHHhhh” I didn’t need elaborate stretching at my portal. I’d been loved enough my by mates to make my body crave this. I surrendered completely to sensation as my sexy monkey claimed me.

Armor plunged to my depth. I threw my head back on the pillow and I got lips at the underside of my chin. Huh huh huh…

“Show me your flame, beautiful…your big blue eyes.” He hit the sweet spot. My eyes opened wide and I arched up so we were stomach to stomach, nipple shield to shield. I somehow had the presence of mind to tug on Az’s mark. Armor thrust up into so hard, my head bounced off the headboard as he gave that sexy deep cry. Ah, ah, ah. His breathing hitched and….he grabbed my torso and pulled up me upright. I arched again as he hit my prostate…again, and again.

My wings flared out wide. They fluttered sending a cooling breeze over our bodies. He caught my hands and interlaced our fingers. I lost control and ejaculated. My knees tightened against his side. My throat was exposed but he made no mode to fang me. My wings…arched straight up in that trans am pose. Huuuuuh,, aaaaah…My portal tightened and Armor came deep inside me. His fingers tightened painfully around my more delicate hands.

Armor fell backwards bringing me over to my knees. I shuddered as the angle of his member brushed that sweet spot again. His arm came up and wrapped around my shoulder, the back of his hand stroking my feathers. His other hand came up and touched the top of my head. “I got carried away…I am sorry. Did you get hurt?”

I closed my eyes as I felt my body release him. I lay on his chest breathing in that orchard scent. “You need to get carried away more often…” I shook my wings then laid them across the bed.

I shifted slightly…”Why didn’t you fang me?”

My whole body shifted as he too a big sigh, “You just recovered from two attacks. I will not take your blood while you are still weak. You can fang me if you prefer.”

I just laid there going boneless. I let my tongue flick out at the budded nipple. That body jewelery was…erotic. He tensed then brought his hand up to cover it. “More sensitive than you expected.”

“Yes. It feels…odd to use it. It is Marcus’.”

“Welcome to my sexual world. It’s always a barrel of monkeys when Sex leaves me hot and horny.” I lifted my head and rested my chin on his chest, staring up into his melted chocolate eyes. “I don’t need a barrel…one sexy monkey is enough.”

I squinted over at the clock. 4 a.m. I didn’t have to be at work until 8. Armor didn’t have to be there for assigns until 8:45. I climbed up on his torso fully then turned my head and laid my cheek in the crook of his neck. “Little One?”

“Can I sleep here?”

“We should get cleaned up…”

“I don’t mind and I’m happy where I am right now. Do you mind?” I brought my wings a little tighter to us, making a darker cocoon..

“I need to get the light.”

I flicked it off with a thought. “Hold me, Pretty. Hold on to me and never let me go. I want to feel that same sense of mercy, of safety with you that you first felt with Claudius. Sex was ripped open pretty badly.” Other arm came down underneath my wings and he hugged me tight to his body. “I couldn’t get the bleeding to stop for the longest time. I thought I was going to lose him. I was scared, Armor.”

“I have got you, little one. Sex is safe. Father will make sure that his brother doesn’t get the chance to do this again.. I have never known Claudius to fail when he goes on a mission. It is only a matter of time.”

I hid myself in my hair. For no rhyme or reason, I had a horrible feeling that time was running out but I did’t know for who. I tightened my wings around us. I hoped my shoulders were strong enough to bear the burdens being placed on us. If I crumbled…everything would be lost.