Caramel: Book 3 of the Lord Emperor Vampire Series

April 6 – I am officially as old as the superbowl. Eh. Thanks for the b-day wishes Laur.


IN HONOUR OF THE EASTER WEEKEND THERE MUST BE BUNNIES. (It’s basically a bunnification chappie. Just enough hotness to melt those chocolate rabbits.)

K-- Do Lycan and vampires grow like human children until they reach adulthood?
Don’t know. I know, I know, I should have this all plotted out ahead of time, I’m bad and evil and I know it. I would like the puppies up to about 5 years pretty quick. The baby fangs age normally.

Steph8503 – yes ma’am. Taking the compliment.

Rosei – Hawaiian Pineapple called Cayenne. See I thought I made it up. There isn’t an original idea left in the universe. Big sigh. No, Billiam is not jaundiced. :)

Meadowspeak- What’s with this lady Endellion?
See K. I don’t know. Grabs the sides of my hair and starts pulling. I don’t know where the hell talking katana came from. It just popped out and it made Liam leary. Now, I got to figure out her role. But, the brothers can use her equally. I think she’s going to like Azrael a little more though—she seems rather blood thirsty

Again, thanks for the reviews and the thoughts and questions: Rosei; Soda; Minako; Pyromaniacs Anonymous (are you Goddess of Fire?); romanticfae; Rosemary; Ana; Spirit

HAVE A SAFE AND ENJOYABLE HOLIDAY WEEKEND


Chapter 98: Angel of Cin

“Open your beautiful green eyes, Little One so I can put the just loved to satisfaction expression into them.”

Huh? What was that? I roused out of exhaustion, somewhat.

“Beautiful.” Soft kisses were raining on my shoulder moving towards my neck. A low moan creaked out of my throat. “Wake up my sleeping beautiful…”

A sweet tender and love filled kiss caught my lips. I turned my head toward the kisser. A tongue flicked out and tapped at my teeth. I opened my mouth and was rewarded by a sweeping French kiss. A hand got tangled into my hair and my face got angled for more serious suck face. “Armor….”

“Why is your hair blue?”

“Hmmmm?” I wrapped a leg around his hip and pressed my awaking erection up to the hollow just above his pubic bone. “More….”

“You are not awake.”

“Awake enough, consent me Pretty.” I bucked my cock up into his groin. I smiled as he gave me a low grunt of appreciation. I hissed and arched as his fingers tugged on my pubic hair.

“You are blue down there as well. You went a little overboard, Little One. Very Technicolor. You look like a piece of hard candy than needs to be sucked to oblivion.”

“Sucker…”

I got a hickey at the base of my throat right were Father’s locket lay. “Suckee.”

“Those are fighting words….”

“I thought they were loving ones.”

I stretched now fully awake. Armor was laying on me, as usual, his head propped on my chest one hand resting under his chin so not to dig into me, his other hand went from tugging on my short blues to brushing them. This action perked up my cock even more. “Loving words…like I missed you my big pretty sex monkey with the telephone voice that can make me stand up and salute from half a world away.”

His eyes softened and burned with hunger. “I missed you too, Little One.” He leaned forward, matching eye to eye and hooked his tongue through a nipple ring. He flicked his up tongue upwards and I arced off the bed. I opened my mouth to say something sexy and my stomach gurgle growled. “However…your master has spoken.” He let go of my ring, kissed my stomach and rolled off me.

Damn…

I sat up and yawned. My head felt full of candy floss. I was still a little jet lagged. Blink, blink. No that didn’t help.

“ALPHA!”

Ooof. I didn’t have the reflexes to dodge my hyperactive Lycan pup. I ended up half off the bed in a pile of sheets. I finished flopping to the floor and stared up at the ceiling. Haley’s head popped over the side. “Are you awake, yet?”

“I am now.”

“Chesterton is bringing you breakfast. Can I penguin?”

“No.” Haley got wrenched out of sight, “You had him for four days. If you did not penguin during that time, your loss. He is mine now, go away.”

I sat up and rested my arms on the mattress. Armor had Haley by the right ankle and the pup was hanging upside down. “I’m not getting penguined by anybody. That’s why I got two of these.” I flexed my hands at them.

They both looked at me for a moment then I got dismissed and they went back to glaring at each other.

I gathered up the sheet and threw it back on the bed. Naked as a jay bird again. I left the two kiddies arguing and headed for the bathroom. Jees, that vibrant shape of blue looked even more colorful because my flesh was almost white down there. It was supposed to come out in ten washes. Well here we go with number 10.

I got of the shower and looked in the mirror. Still blue, still bright blue and it looked like two blue caterpillar’s died on my eyebrows. Shit. I’d give it nine more days then if I have to I’ll got to Edna and get her to bleach the color out. I finished drying off, wrapped a towel around my waist and rubbed at my never ending hair. Even though I promised Armor, I think I was going to have to get it cut, it was heavy and pulling at the back of head. That might be why I seem to always have a low grade headache. I know it’s not a vampire because even Liam complemented me on good and solid my shield was.

Apparently, Armor was the victor. He was lounging on the bed in his silk pjs with a silver tray of French toast cut into strips perched in the middle of the bed. “Come here, X.” He held up a brush. Mana from heaven. I climbed on the bed and arranged myself comfortably against my big monkey. I don’t even know why I have a Great Hall. I spend more time eating in bed that I do any place else. Armor propped my head against his forearm and flipped my wet blue hair over it. He kissed my forehead and began to untangled my hair.

“Why do I have a feeling that what Haley told me, was not all that happened? He’s got a chunk missing from his ear.”

I picked up a french toast spear and nibbled. “Our little boy got hitched. Pretty little Eastern Lycan who doesn’t take no for an answer.” I held up my forearm. No scars thank goodness.

“You are a trouble magnet. Are we at war with the Eastern Lycan too?”

I opened my eyes wide, “The Northern Pack declared war?”

“They might has well have. Negotiations are strained with the Lycan.”

“No, we’re cool with the East. In fact, Ping will be coming here at the end of the week.”

“What?”

“We’re going to have to move him to a bigger room. With the pups coming and all.”

“Pups? What? Xavier!” I gasped as Armor pulled my head back with a good yank on my head. “What did you do?”

“I defended Haley’s oath to Ping’s father. I won, so now we have the makings of an Imperial Pack.”

Armor closed his eyes and let out a big sigh. “How can I get angry with you, you only follow through with what is in your heart?”

“He could have had a place in the Eastern Pack but he wouldn’t recant his oath. I couldn’t deny him.”

“As I said, you only do what is in your heart. Anything else? I noticed a Japanese woman wandering around lost in the corridors.”

“Haruka. I bought her.” Yank. OWWWW. “God, let me finish. I bought her marker. She had no place to go. She’s going to help Ping with the puppies.”

I had a French Toast spear almost in my mouth. Armor flicked it out of my fingers. “What am I going to do with you? You restructure the Eastern Division. You divert a hostile take over of a pivotal cash cow. You severe a head. You shoot Liam…actually I did not mind that bit at all. You bring home a mated pup with a pregnant Alpha to follow and calmly declare that you are starting up an Imperial Pack. Xavier…Xavier…Xavier…” I got a kiss with each muttering of my name. “All I did was let Marcus search out an industrial spy and I delivered the assigns.”

“No more spies for you.”

He frowned and looked down at me, “Why?”

“Last spy, Marcus picked up, you kept.”

“Only you. This one was nothing special. Greed is not a sexy thing. You did it to see if you could. You didn’t do it for the money you could have got.”

Armor began brushing my hair again. The strokes and gentle pull was soothing and calming. I closed my eyes and rested my weight heavily against him. “Still…I wasn’t a good person, Armor. I think I was trying to die back then. I was so miserable and I hated my life and myself. I knew Monahan was into some underworld crap. I think I was hoping he would catch me and just end everything.”

Armor gathered me in his arms and held on too tight. I grimaced as he hugged me with desperation. “Tell me you are not thinking that any longer. Do not leave me.”

I groaned. “You’re breaking something….”

“Xavier…”

“I’m not going anywhere, Pretty. That was then…this is now. I was alone. I didn’t have any friends. I had nothing to do with my family. Now, I can’t turn around without tripping over someone. I have Father, Chesterton, Haley and Claudia.” I brought my arm up and urged his face down to mine, “And you…who I love with all my being.” I nipped his nose then laved it with my tongue.

“Let me love you, X.” His voice was low and husky. I looked up into his eyes. A red ring of flame danced around is chocolate orbs. “Phone sex was fun, but I wanted you.” Armor reached over and set the tray on the nightstand.

“But…I’m hungry.” I protested weakly as Armor maneuvered on the bed so he was over me.

“It will keep.”

“Who said it was food?” I brought my arms up and wrapped them around his neck. I lifted myself up and chewed on his jaw line, working my way to his chin then up to his delectable lips. Armor laid his full weight on me as we kissed. He brought his hands up and tangled them in my damp hair turning my head sideways as he kissed his way to my ear. He tongue traced the shell. He sucked my lobe up into his mouth. I could feel his warm breathing on my flesh behind my ear. He placed soft sucking butterfly kisses along my tendon working his way down my neck to the hallow of my throat.

“I miss your vanilla scent…but this touch of cinnamon…my touch of cin. Beautiful.”

I had my octopus back. He ran his hands lightly everywhere, the touches light and teasing. My body strained up to his touch. He dropped fang and ran it lightly down my neck. I shivered.

“Armor…”

I was really getting into this when he stopped. Huh? “I want to try something.” I frowned as he climbed up past me a bit. I kissed his stomach and stuck my tongue in his navel. He crunched and gasped. “Close your eyes.”

He pressed a sticky finger to my lips. He painted whatever it was on them like lipstick. My tongue darted out…maple syrup. Hmmm. He leaned forward and pressed out lips together. We licked each other clean, like cats…or sexy monkeys. “Sweeet.” Armor gave me one last lick then kissed his way down my throat. He slid Claudius’ locket toward the back of my neck. It was slightly warm as he poured syrup into the hallow at my neck. I was seasoned and sweetened and eaten. I felt decadent…and sticky…I was going to need a shower again.

I was his canvass. I’m sure Marcus had to share with Armor. He wielded his syrup paint skillfully. He drew on my flesh then his tongue erased it. Warm syrup painted my left nipple. I dug my hands in Armor’s hair as he lapped at me like a cat. I was about to make a complaint in service when his mouth covered me completely and sucked with abandon.

AHHHH! I twisted my chest into his mouth. His tongue swirled over my bud. Armor sucked extra hard then pulled his head off me with a slurp. “Cinnamon sugar.”

My eyes were closed. My mouth was open. I my cock was pulsing with need. I felt a flash of heat rush into my face. Uuhhhhh. Armor poured a thin line from my sternum to my navel, which he filled to the rim I watched through hooded eyes as he locked his gaze with mine and lapped my navel empty. His eyes were glowing red now. I had a glow on myself. I grabbed at the sheets as he slurped up my stomach. He moved over me and gave me sweet kisses then whispered. “Turn over, up on all fours and spread your knees. You are a delicious, X. I could eat you all day.”

“You’re killing me.”

I flopped over and pushed myself up into position. I got a kiss to the small of my back, “Maybe, Little One, but what a way to go.” I shivered as a pool of maple got poured on that spot. One finger dragged through it up over the swell of my ass down into my crevasse and down, tantalizing lower to my portal. I groaned as his nail flickered my portal.

“Armor….”

His tongue licked up the syrup pool at my back. My breathing got shallow as that talented warm tongue swept that sticky sweetness from my flesh. Aaaahhhh.

By the time his tongue tapped my portal my cock was ready to burst. I reached for myself but he caught my wrist and pulled it away. He breeched my portal. I dropped my face down into the pillows and screamed. Armor’s hands came around my upper thighs and pulled me back to his face, this also prevented me from dropping on the mattress and rubbing my weeping cock to completion.

“Please…please…please…”

“Tell me what you want, my little cin.”

“You…in me…now…”

Armor shifted but kept his hold on my upper thighs. He leaned over my back and I could feel his hot erection stroking against my ass, “But I still have half a cup of syrup.”

“Fuck the syrup.” I snarled back.

He reached around and started jacking me off. I didn’t last long. My breathing changed and a low keen started in my throat. Just as I began my orgasm, Armor buried himself deep, to the hilt. AARRRGHHH. AAAhhhh My body went into overload. My portal spasmed as my cock exploded. With the sensations of his length ripping into me, a shock rose up my spine from my ass to my head. My wings popped out. I couldn’t control their flapping as Armor began to move. The sensations lingered and grew stronger as he fucked me hard and deep. He hit my prostate. My wings flared up. Glass chimes rang in the bedchamber.

Huh, huh, huh….huuuuunnnnhh. My arms shook with the strain of trying to stay up. Armor hunched over my back laying his face between my wing scars. His hips never stopped. Prostate, prostate…1, 2, 3…prostate. I fell forward on my face. My hips were still up in the air getting a work out. His left hand let go of my hip and began tugging on the nipple ring. Ahhh. Hhhn…

“I love how tight you are around me…my cinnamon angel…my angel of cin.” He spread his hand under my chest. His hand span was wide enough to slip a nipple ring through his thumb and through his pinky. He pulled his hand away from my chest. Oh. Dear. God.

Drool dripped out of my open mouth. AAAHHHHHH. He began to rock his hand back and forth in time with his thrusts. Left, right, prostate….drool.

There was that change in breathing. I forced my arm up and back to catch him by the back of the head I turned my head and offered my neck as he continued to rock into me. “Huh, huh…..bite me….huh…”

There was at hitch, his fangs ripped into my neck as he started to come inside me. My wings snapped out at 90 degrees to my wing scars. I heard stuff break and crash to the ground. AAAAHHHHHH. Armor let go and groaned his completion into my ear. Armor dropped his full weight onto my back and rode me right to the mattress.

That was okay. I wasn’t going anywhere but to lala land. “Cin…my beautiful angel of cin.”

I woke up in a VLT sandwich – vampire, Lycan and slightly damp towel. Apparently I had another shower without waking up. I blinked and tried to sit up. Oooohhh, I was going to have to heal. Haley whimpered and twitched in his sleep. His hands and legs moved as if he were running something to ground. Still, why the hell was he in my bed? I sincerely doubt Ping is going to let him keep doing that….a thought hit me. What if she decided to add to my scrum? I already had a king size. I don’t think mattresses get bigger than that.

A hand came up and caught me around the neck and pulled me back to the sheets. “What did I tell you about thinking? It will give you wrinkles.” I got a kiss to the temple.

“Hey.” I pressed back against Armor’s warmth. His other arm came around my waist. His splayed his hand across my stomach and pulled me right up against him to spoon.

“Hey.” I got a kiss to my shoulder. “What are you worried about now, Little One?”

My towel got tossed. He brought his leg up and pushed his ankle between my knees, spreading my legs. “I need to heal.”

Armor stilled, “I hurt you?”

“You didn’t see me trying to stop you. I miss you.” I untangled us then twisted toward him, resting my head on his arm, “I have discovered I can’t sleep if you’re not with me.”

“The entire time you were gone?”

“I laid down but it was only brief snatches. Haley, tried…but…” I sniffed and nuzzled his throat, “he’s not my orchard…my apple…” Armor pulled his hair back and laid still as I fanged him. I held on and savored the heightened essence as it pooled in my mouth. I let the healing light come as I fed.

“Your hair is the same color as your light.”

“I want you, Pretty.” I laved his neck wounds closed. “Let me…” I ran my hand down his side and across his flank. “…be in you.”

“Any way you want me, Little One. Just tell me, I will be all that you need.” That gave me a little kick to the heart. Armor caught my left hand and interlaced our fingers, the plain gold bands clinked together. He brought our hands up to his lips and kissed our rings.

“Just be sexy.”

“Oh, I do not have to do anything then?”

I laughed. He grinned then gasped as I leaned down and took him in my mouth. I tasted and savored until he took a large handful of hair and dragged me off him. His chest heaved and he had his head turned sideways. His eyes were closed against the sensation but I could sense the flame in his eyes. “Too much….”

I reached down between us and stroked his hard, hot wet bar of flesh. “You’re a big guy…are you telling me you can’t handle me?”

“X…I never could handle you…not even as a human.” Armor opened his eyes and pulled me up to his lips for a sweet soul stirring kiss. “Make me yours.”

“Don’t you know it? You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. You’re mine forever.”

I kept kissing him as I reached out blindly trying to find the bedside table. The tube of lube I was searching for got slapped into my hand. I turned my head and found Haley sprawled on the bed watching. “Time for you to go, little pup.”

“But I want to see you dominate Sensei.”

“This is between Armor and me. Go and shut the door behind you.”

Armor was hunching his erection against my stomach by the time Haley cleared the room. “What are we going to do with more Lycan running around here?”

“I’m getting a better lock on the bedroom door.” I pressed my lubed finger up into my monkey’s heat. I watched a flush of pink wash his face. Damn that looked good on him. “Watch me, beloved.” Those red eyes opened as I pushed at his legs and settled between them.

“Do you want me?”

“Forever…” I added a second finger to the portal and slowly worked my wrist.

“Do you need me?”

“Forever…” He arched his neck as I stroked that sweet spot.

I pulled my hand free from his portal and prepared my own weeping member. “Are you my stupid fuck?”

“For….hey…uuuuuuhhhhhh” I pushed my way into him. My hands settled on his hips and held him still as I hunched my way deeper. I gritted my teeth and tried to keep my brain in my big head functioning.

“Armor…Pretty…look at me.” Armor brought his hand up and brushed at my cheek with the back of his knuckles. His eyes had flickered over to a deeper crimson smolder. “Share with me…please…”

I dropped my shield and took a deep breath as somehow my sensations seemed to intensify. Was I blocking my body’s feelings when I shielded so tightly? Was it…..I got swamped. Satisfaction…so much satisfaction and desire…for me. I bucked my hips. Joy and pleasure. I opened my eyes and almost feel over. I was seeing myself through his own eyes. I was pale, but flushed in my face and across my chest with desire. My mouth was hanging open as I panted in time with my thrusts. He lifted his finger and rubbed it across my lower lip. He loved my mouth…even in the beginning. My eyes were ever changing shades of blue, like a fire flickering deep within my soul and being released in tiny bits through my flame. Blue hair hung everywhere, trailing over my shoulders, tickling his balls and his hard cock. I hit his prostate and everything flared love. I arced backwards, forcing myself deeper and hit it again.

AAAAHHhhhhhhhh.

I was beautiful to him…in him; under him; riding him; soaring on my wings; sitting on his lap drinking coffee or blood. Everything, absolutely everything I did was beautiful. Right from the beginning when he saw me at my computer desk weighing all of 290lbs—he thought me beautiful. I started crying. His breathing changed and I angled my hips to hit that sweet spot repeatedly. “Beloved!”

We released at the same time. Pleasure, and blinding love knocked my feet out from under me. I collapsed on his chest and just lay there silently weeping. He wrapped his shield around himself. I began to cry harder. I felt bereft and alone now. I found myself wrapped tightly in his arms sitting on the edge of the bed. I snaked my arms around his neck and buried my face against his chest.

“I have never shared before…I am sorry, Little One. I did it wrong.”

“No…” Oh god, I sounded like five year old trying to stop crying.

“What is wrong?”

“Nothing….you love me.”

“Yes…I have told you this.”

“You loved me from the moment you saw me. Why? I don’t understand why?”

He set his chin on the top of my head. “The only way I can explain it is that your soul called to me. I think that is love at first sight. I did not know my soul was searching for something until I saw you and everything in me changed. I knew Marcus was in charge but you were mine. I had to know you. Therefore I had to stay. I had to speak with you then I had to have you. I fought Marcus to stay in this world, just to be close to you.” Armor’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I broke the Covenant because I could not bear to have you leave me…and you would have if I gave you the choice. It may be wicked of me, but I am never going to let you have that choice. Forever. Forever would still never be long enough for me.”

“I know you hated me, Little One. I know you feared me. I know you despised everything about me especially when I have you pleasure. But, I knew our souls spoke to each other. When you guard was down, you would offer up small tantalizing pieces of what could be. A touch on my shoulder. You running my hair between your fingers. When you would take me in your mouth without me ordering you to do it. I could have been happy with you even if you still hated me, but endured my touch. You did not have to encourage my touch, just as long as you did not turn away. I would have been happy with that.”

I sniffled. “You are one sick man.”

“You started to care for me when Armanita stabbed me. You loved me when Monehan’s assassins shot me in the throat.” He let out a chuckle, “It seems our bonds grow stronger when my blood is spilt.”

I shoved at him. “Don’t joke about that.” I wiped at my face. Armor tipped my chin up with a finger under my jaw.

“I love you, Little One. Never doubt that. I gave you my heart and soul for safekeeping.”

He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth.

“You’re not getting them back.”

“That’s all I ask. Keep them. Keep me.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah, okay.” I shifted and settled my back against my love monkey. “I’ve giving Sex another day out. I’m running on will and determination, I need more down time. I crashed pretty hard in Tokyo.”

“Why not Azrael?”

I let a wry snort out. “I don’t think my body could handle two days of the de Sade twins. Besides, Azrael already told me he doesn’t want to deal with the paperwork piling up at the office. Speaking of which…”

“You have to go to work.”

“All fun and work, makes the Chairman of the board grumpy and I really don’t want to end up under disciplinary action again. Once was enough.” My stomach growled. “And, I still need to eat.”

I squawked as he rolled to his feet. I was caught up in bridal pose. I hung onto his neck. “One of these days, I’m going to be able to pick you up.”

“I wait for the day. You are not exactly a lightweight, Little One.” I concentrated and lightened my weight.

“I’m more than willing to share the load, Pretty. Just ask. I’m a little slow on the uptake most of the time.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay.” Armor tossed me up in the air like a cheerleader’s cupie. Holy crap. I thrashed and end up in his arms, chest to chest. I looked up into his eyes. He smiled and it was mirrored in those hot chocolate irises. He looked so delicious. “Okay.”

I got carried back to the shower. What was this number 7? Damn it. I was still blue.