Candy: Book 5 of the Lord Emperor Vampire Saga

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Q: Who is the human kid?
A: Jax - Chesterton and Haruka's little baby boy. He's a lovely little exotic mix of Japan and England. He grew up and was educated along side the winglets and the puppies.

Q: Why would the brotherhood be scared of Chesterton?
A: What is that expression, don't piss off the cook? Remember Harold left Marcus high and dry back way back in the epilogue of CAKE. When Chesterton left Du Bussey Manor, every staffer went with him. (It was burning down at the time but still, that is a show of power and influence.) Von Drachenfeld runs smoothly because of Chesterton. Take him out of the picture and I can't see Az with a mop and broom.


Okay...on with the show!!

Chapter 189: Out of Doors

By the time both of us winged wonders had climbed back up to the third level, Father was dressed and had apparently been dressing down the remaining two amigos. I still found it so weird that he was running around dressed like a sk8rboi. Then again, look who bought clothes for him. I should be grateful that he wasn’t permanently in his paint-by-numbers hunting gear.

The relief on Wolfgang’s and Jax face was comical. I’ve been on the end of Father’s lectures. Since they looked like all their appendages were in working order, Claudius didn’t have to resort to broken bones to make sure that he had their undivided attention. I think that was only for me. X never really got into trouble. Sex…got Father into trouble. If Claudius had to admonish Skell, his soft words pained Little Deadly it was as if he had a broken wrist.

The damp black hair was pulled back into a pony tail. Even though the look was brief, Father took in everything. “The car is coming around. We will take these two back to Von Drachenfeld. As I said, it will be much easier to inform your fathers what happened last night than to have me do it. You have until six o’clock.” The Teenager shuffle started up again. “What was that?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good.” Father turned to us. “With your permission, I will take Lex to the warehouse.”

A spark of alarm went off in my chest. Claudius sent me a quick smirk. “The weight of one Glock will throw off his balance when he’s flying and he needs to be fitted for a harness. I do believe that yours would be too small.”

I opened my mouth and then snapped it shut again. It was true. I was happy that Alexander had out grown me. Again, I’m not short, but in the land of the giants…now that Haley had moved on, I was the smallest male. Hades uncurled himself from the couch. Okay, I’m taller than the blonde menace by a half an inch, but I’m taking it.

“Those Glocks of yours are a matched set, Azrael. Claudius, you should have the weaponsmaster get Alexander his own. As I understand it, a few ounces could really affect maneuverability.”

Lex looked down at the grip in his hand. “Do you mind, Papa, if I get my own?”

“As long as you are armed. Remember what I told you.”

“Yes, Papa.”

I slapped my hands together. “If everything is wrapped up here, we’re off. Thank you for your help Liam, Hades. Boys, downstairs.”

Can you say bolted? Ah, the energy of youth.

Hades voice broke the momentarily silence. “You can go too, Liam.”

Liam stiffened and snapped his head toward his little blonde lover. “What? We talked about this last night. You said that you could forgive him.”

Him? Billy Envoy did something?

Hades stared directly at his taller companion. “I woke up this morning and I still feel the same way as I did last night. You need to go. I’ll send your things when you find a place to live.”

“He didn’t know.”

“You merged with him, William. He knew, or if he did not you should have told him. You should have stopped him. You have to shoulder your part of the blame.”

“He didn’t do it to hurt you.”

“You need to go now.”

“You offered forgiveness last night.”

Red flame flared up in Hades eyes. “Apparently, my well has run dry. I’ve forgiven a whole lot more of your trespasses against me, Liam. I can’t turn the other cheek any more.”

“Cillian.”

“Get out before I lose my temper.”

“Don’t do this to William. He loves you.”

“Then maybe you should have stopped him. I’m not known for my sense of humor, my former Lord and Master. I may look forever young and unchanging, but the scars you’ve left on me are deep and are still healing. You just keep ripping the newly formed scabs off and leave me bleeding internally, again and again. I don’t need William to start adding his own. Just leave word with Paul when you find a place to live, I’ll send your stuff.”

“Honeybee…”

“Just go.” Hades turned on his heel and walked away without a hesitation in his step or a backwards glance.

“Hades…” Billy’s voice was so broken.

Hades stopped in his tracks. “You took something fragile from me, William. You took it and you shattered it. What did you expect from me? The leeway, Liam gets doesn’t extend to his host.” Hades never turned around and now he walked off.

“Hades….” It looked like there was a power struggle going on inside Billiam and Liam was the victor. He turned towards me. “Have you got room at the inn? It appears I’m out of doors again.”

“You want us to wait until you get a bag together.”

Grey eyes flicked down the long corridor. “I can buy what I need. Let’s just get out of here before Hades decides to come back.”

The amigos had taken over the front seat leaving the back seat for us old fogies. Whatever they had been nattering about had dried up as soon as the door opened. Father slid to the far side, grabbing his braid and swinging it over his shoulder so he wasn’t sitting on it. Liam plopped next to him then I slid in and Marcus followed up behind me. I almost had to sit on his lap. Not really an option with young eyes watching everywhere but trying not to look at the older Vampires across the way.

Liam sat back on the seat and looked down at his hands. “He called me Liam. He has never called me Liam. It was always William. It didn’t matter what my name was at the time, he always called me William.”

Liam let out a shuddering sigh. “May I impose on you more?”

I nodded. “Xavier…”

I glanced over at Marcus. I got his nod. The amigos were uncomfortable but seemed to know that Dedushka’s distress was real. “Later, Babe.”

“Billy…” Liam shifted back and Billy Envoy collapsed against me. Now the amigos were really uncomfortable as the original owner of this blended body keened out his broken heart. I gathered him against my chest and hugged him hard. “Just let it out…William…”

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I flicked my eyes back and caught Armor’s steady gaze. I nodded and he shifted so I was resting against him. His arm came over mine and rested on Billy’s back. I didn’t have any words of comfort to give him and I honestly don’t think he wanted any. Human…er vampire contact was enough. Needless to say, the next twenty minutes were rather stressed.

The Loyal got the door and Wolf and Jax bolted out of the dark confines of the limo. They were still young. Billy had stopped wailing but he was still distressed and out of it. The front of my dress shirt was soggy with tears. His eyes were now closed and he clung to me like a child at sleep, which, I guess he was. He was a hundred and sixty something year old getting tossed into a millennia old tug of war. The fighting up to now was Liam and Hades. What ever did little Billy Envoy do to make Hades turn on him – rather viciously in my opinion—was, hell if I knew.

“Where’s your instruments?” I queried Lex softly.

Claudius head turned toward his wayward grandchild. “Probably in the van behind the club, if it didn’t get impounded or stolen.”

I got the black eyebrow arch from dear ol’ Ded. “They have a band. Hey, what’s your name?”

Lex’s face flushed red. “Uh…Pack Von D.”

“That kind of leaves, Jax out.” I frowned.

“Jax is an honorary puppy. He’s been a puppy since he could waddle.” Lex looked at me as if I was daft. They probably told me this and I had filed it away. “Dedushka going to be okay?”

The time for sugar coating was over. Lex even asked for it to be over. “I don’t know, Lex. It’s never been Billy when they were fighting before. I don’t know what is going on with them. I don’t have the right to question.”

“Aren’t you his grandchild?”

“Liam’s…not Billy. Let’s just say, Billy and I tolerate each other.”

Lex just shook his head. “No one else would believe this unless they grew up with it. Uncle Marcus and Uncle Armor share one body. Dedushka is the very First Lord Emperor, ever, is in the body of the former personal assistant to the oldest vampire in existence who we call Grandma. You Papa, are a quad. I just used to smile when the other kids would complain about their dads. He lacks this or he was good at that. You four cover over each other’s flaws.”

“I notice I was not mentioned.” Claudius returned. I glanced up at him. He seemed a little put out. What the heck?

Lex sat back. “You’re Ded.”

“That is it?”

“The sisters and I know you love us. We know not to piss you off because you have a mean right hand.” Lex flicked an arctic blue eye through from his long white locks to the originator of those arctic blues. “We know you will protect us…from everything if we let you. You got to let us be stupid once in a while Ded. Otherwise, how are we going to learn?”

Claudius nodded. “I have this wayward syn in hand. Take William upstairs. It is a hard thing to face when your idol is found to have feet of clay. I doubt that William will be making an appearance at your party.”

I handed Billy’s dead weight over to Armor and slid out of the way. I always admired how he could be so damn gentle while being so damned huge. I thought it was the sexist and tear wrenching thing to see him carry a little winglet or a puppy in his hands. It surprised me that I was ready to well up because he was carrying Billy. While we weren’t actively sniping at each other, I didn’t put him on my buddies list. I trailed after them. The limo door was closed and the great black beast pulled away from the curb.

Azrael did a good job. Lex took it better than I expected. My boy. My tall winged boy was becoming a young man. Where the hell had time gone?

I pushed the elevator button for the penthouse. “I think the best place for him is our room. It’s far enough away from the preparations.”

“I guess this is safe to say why Hades would not rent out the Golden Phoenix for your party. Now that I think on it, I have not seen them together for a bit.”

“Stay out of it, Pretty.”

“I think we are the middle of it.”

Billy groaned lowly. “…hades…”

“Yeah...it sucks when love crashes and burns.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “It’s four o’clock now. I wanted to get you naked before we have to start getting ready.”

“Pick a room, Beautiful. I’ll meet you there.”

“Really?”

“I can deny you nothing. Do you not know that by now?”

“I think I need a little bit of remedial study.”

A sly smile curved Armor’s lips. “I am an excellent tutor. I will take William to our room. I will find you.”

My brown vision of loveliness walked down the hall cradling Billy Envoy close to him. I leaned against the wall and just walked him walk. There is something about long hair and the butt. I let out a sigh. What did Skell say…oh yeah, sway muffin sway.

/Stop looking at my ass./

I chuckled and turned away. I pursed my lips and sucked in a little bit of air. Gluteus Maximus indeed.

Von Drachenfeld was a beehive of activity. There were servants scurrying everywhere, carrying flowers, carrying bowls, pushing carts. Best to just stay out of the way.

“WHAT!!!” Chesterton’s voice rang out and everyone just stopped in their tracks. Ohh, Jax had just told his Dad were he had been all night and most of the day. The kitchen door opened and the black haired youth hustled out and down the corridor back toward his family’s quarters. Chesterton motored out of the kitchen after his boy but then spied me. He stopped in his tracks then noticed that everyone else was frozen. “Back to work people.”

Chesterton crossed closer to me, “My apologies, Lord Xavier. My son needs discipline.”

“I think Claudius has done that. He gave all of them until six to confess.”

“I still cannot believe that you had to get them out of jail.”

“Did you know they had a band?”

“Jonathon had said he was in a band. He never said who his band mates were. My sincerest apologies, Lord Xavier. I will repay my son’s bail.”

“No harm no foul. Actually, Hades bailed everyone out. Azrael has given them the Imperial command. They are going to play tonight. Are they any good?”

Chesterton gave me a weak smile, “I was blessed late in life with a child. My tastes are from another generation. I can’t stand his music. It’s just noise to me but what he does, he pours his heart into it.”

“Is the Empress back yet?”

“No…she did call and leave a message. Vladimir and Pyotr are escorting the princesses and her to a girl’s afternoon. I take it the situation with the Empress is resolved?”
Letters did not only come to the workplace. Chesterton intercepted everything at home.

“It’s over and done with. Thank you, Harold. I’m glad you’re here to watch over my little girls.”

“I consider them my girls as well, Xavier. He went down hard?”

“Marcus hard.”

“Good.” The fathers club nodded to each other then Chesterton turned back into the tyrant of Von Drachenfeld and began scaring the daylights out of the staff.

I owned the whole building. I owned the whole damn building and I had no privacy. Yes, the Hendersons had finally sold out. Well I guess it would be safer to say that their adult children sold them out. I was willing to let them stay there even after the sale because Mrs. Henderson hated my guts but she treated me like a real person. No bowing, no reverence. If I looked like crap, when I met Hazel, she told me. I liked her. Her husband, Bram had a stroke and passed away. She didn’t want to stay anyway. She had started calling the devil’s child because I should have been fifty by her account and I looked like I should be dating her granddaughter.

When the winglets were small if was easy to keep all shoved into a big room. It was all fine and dandy when the winglets were small. That didn’t last long. The girls were at each other’s throats. Lex kept finding which ever Papa was around and climbing into bed which put a big damper on wake up amore. As soon as the lower floor opened up, it turned into winglet central.

Haley and Ping and all the puppies moved out but they had all lived in one room. I had tried to get them into bigger rooms but they liked the feel of the “Den”. Imperials moved into two rooms and truthfully, Vladimir lived with Claudia on the winglet wing. This left
My original room open, but I would rather have Chesterton and Haruka move into them giving Jax his own space. So that left the back dungeon, Marcus’ single and Sex’s closet. Marcus’ single it was.

Great minds think alike. “Beautiful.”

“I know I am.” I slipped in and locked the door. Pretty was pretty sure of himself. Naked one the bed wearing nothing but red flame and long lovely locks. “Mr. Godiva.”

“I was there. She wasn’t that impressive.”

“Really?”

“Beautiful, I’m not hard wired that way. I could have cared less. Besides it was Marcus who saw her. We share the same opinion.”

“Oh and what is that?”

“We prefer white hair to blonde. Skin as soft as a kitten and pale as the throat of a lovely young virgin.”

I stopped unknotting my tie. “When the hell did you get a lovely young virgin?”

“You forget, little one. You were once lovely.” Armor moved quickly and I found myself flipped back first down on the bed. “You are lovely still. You were young, inexperienced…younger than your 29 years…you look like a teenager now.”

Armor flicked open my tear sodden shirt letting his fingertips brush at the midline of my chest. He spread the material open like someone savoring the opening of a gift. “You cannot deny when I discovered you at the Golden Pheasant twenty four years ago…” Armor leaned forward, pressing Little Armor up against Little X and he urged a kiss from my not so unwilling lips, “…you were a basically a virgin.”

“You took care of that little problem.” I laid back on the mattress his lips nibbled on my jaw line then licked and lapped down my throat.

“Would you like to me say that I am sorry?” Sucking hickey at the base of my neck. Armor octopus was alive and well and…there goes my pants. I hooked my toe at the heel of my shoe and flicked it off.

“Are you?”

“No. I loved you from the moment I saw you. I wanted you. I wanted to protect you. I wanted to cherish you…”

“You wanted to fuck my brains out…” I shifted my shoulders around so my shirt and jacket went flying.

“There was that. You were the other half of me, Xavier.”

“You stalked me. You hunted me down, Armor. You drove me into your trap and then sprung it on me.”

The kissing stopped. I opened my eyes and looked up at concerned hot chocolate orbs. “Little One, do I still cause you distress over that year?”

“Thank you, Pretty.” I was naked now. I let the flame of my arousal slowly seep into my eyes as I regarded him. I didn’t look away. “All of this, I can lay at your feet. The bad. The tolerable. The good and the great. I like how Azrael told it to Lex. It’s hard to walk in the light. I never would have made it to the light without you, Armor. You are my light. You’re my beacon. You’re my lighthouse.”

Armor pulled me upright and tried to pop my lungs out my mouth. “You say the most soul rendering things, Little One.”

I turned my head and whispered into his arm. “Okay, how about this. Will you please fuck my brains out?”

“How about, I love your brains out?”

“That will do.”

Head and shoulders, knees and toes. Holy crap, I’m too old to be bent up like a paperclip. Oooooh…that man had a mouth and tongue on him. I had to keep quiet. The halls were filled with….aaahhhh His tongue swept my portal then fluttered at it. Gaaah, I was doing the greeting scene from Close Encounters. Whatever Armor tapped out, my portal responded with twitches of its own. This was deliciously dirty.

I twisted and writhed in ecstasy as Armor played my body just as easily as Marcus could play the violin. I was making too much noise. A vocal binding silenced my cries but it seemed to release the wild side of me. Not Sex wild…nnnhhh, Nnnhhhh, He moved from knocking at the portal gates to sword swallowing.

I dragged handfuls of hair up to my nostrils. Apples. I was engulfed by apples and a warm mouth and talented tongue. My stomach started to lurch in time with his ministrations. I was too excited.

Gritting my teeth I tried to work out some math problems….AAaaaahhh. Not working. I pushed at his head trying to move him off. I was going to come if he. A digit breeched my saliva slicked portal….no…not…yet. He pressed on my prostate. I exploded. The warmth of his mouth. The steady tapping of his finger on that special inner place. We didn’t even use the push button start. I was still twitching when my big hunk of flaming apple pie pushed through my portal. My arms came up and I pushed his shoulders up off me as my lower half sucked him deep. My spine arched up as my head fell back. Nnnhh. Nnnnhh, huuuh.

“Beautiful…you are so damned beautiful.” Thrust, thrust, hit the prostate. I screwed my eyes shut as my mouth dropped open. I got a taste of myself and Armor’s special essence. Our tongues ran along each other. Mine. He was mine. I saw the bright light of ecstasy. He has proven he would never leave me. He has proven he would die for me. Unconditional love. There is nothing so precious nor so terrifying…nor so Pretty. I gritted my teeth and ripped my wings wide and hard. The force of there emergence lifted us and tossed Armor backwards. He grabbed onto my waist to keep me from flipping off the bed. I landed hard on him, still joined. I forced him deeper inside. My head flew back and my mouth screamed my joy to the world. My knees where on either side of his hips and they squeezed him hard just like a jockey on the last furlough of the Kentucky Derby. My wings rang with the sound of falling rain as they fluttered.

My birthday. My deathday. Twenty-four years ago I gave my apple orchard this gift. I laid my palms on his sweat slicked abs and began to rise and fall on his erection. My hair was everywhere. My mouth hung open and I panted hard. I loved him. I really loved him.

“Xavier!” He took my hands in his and intertwined our fingers. I was close…so close. Armor brought my wrist to his mouth and gently ripped into me. Not at good as fangs at the neck but good….pretty good. I screwed up my eyes just as I heard that familiar and desired hitch in his breathing.

“Pretty…now…do it now.”

It’s rare to simultaneously hit the universe with your lover. It’s something to strive for. That’s true. My trans am wings slammed into the walls in the narrow bedroom. I heard junk falling to the floor. I think I went to the moon and back. I really came back to the present with my head reading on the slowly rising and falling broad chest. The metal shield that marked Marcus as Azrael’s was pressed under my chin. The simple metal ring that Armor asked me for was right at the end of my nose. So I licked it. That little motion jerked him inside me. Huuuh.

He liked that. Huuh. Aahh. “Armor….” Nnnunnn.

“…party…”

“I like how you party.”

Nnnunnn… I really had to concentrate to dissolve my wings. Armor took that as our private little anniversary celebration was over. I didn’t want it to be but crap…I had guests coming over in an…holy moly we spent that long! “We got guests in half an hour.”

“So, we best make this quick.” Fast or slow. Hard or gentle. On my back or on the top. I have to say that my appley scented red sexy monkey took good care of me. Whether I wanted it or not. This was pure rut. Armor jutted up into me. My hands fell forward on either side of his head as he drove me out of my ever loving mind. This time when my voice rose…he let it. I tipped over the edge and ejaculated all over his stomach and chest. Sex and Father had been at the night before. Azrael had indulged. Now I had a double shot of loving from my big man. My bones had turned to gelatin. I think I actually went thunk on his chest.

I was just in a mindless daze. He set his hand behind my head and began to stroke my hair. “I remember when it was just you and me, my precious little one. There are times I wish for that…then I see the black ink hair of your oldest daughter, or the fiery legacy in your second daughter or the white silk of your son that just makes me long for you when you are not around. Then I know, I want to share you with the world. I will keep stealing time with you, my Lord Emperor. Grant me that.”

I reached up and bonked him in the forehead. “Granted.”

Armor blinked. I started sleepily laughing. The expression on his face was priceless. I don’t get dumbfounded from him often. He bit my nose. Bastard. Then shifted around until I was laying in his arms in bridal pose. “Let’s get you ready to great your public, Little One.” He wasn’t going to….no… NO!

He wrapped the soiled sheet around me, slung me over his shoulder. “Armor!”

“Yes?” He was standing in the hallway naked and covered with evidence of what we doing. I heard footsteps come to a screeching halt. “Hurry up.”

I got a slap off the ass and he sauntered down back to our rooms. Yeah, I got myself a sexy gorilla that treats me like spun sugar. Precious and fragile. Since I was there…I let my hands imitate his long tendrils of hair. I let his butt slide along the palms of my hand as he walked. “Do you want to get thrown into the shower?”

“I’ll be good.”

“Just for now, Little One. You can be bad later. I like you bad.” My stomach growled. Well dinner wasn’t that far off. I let myself hang limp like a wet noodle. I’d be bad later. Anniversary loving is no excuse for being late to your own party especially since it’s in your own house. I didn’t need any more jokes about the Emperor and his harem floating around.

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