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  "Looking for details mate." He took a seat and crossed his legs, removing a joint from behind his ear.

  "All we found really was that she has a brother, he knows she's here and a ton of her blood samples." I scrubbed my face with my hands wishing it was sandpaper; at least it would dull the pain. "Her fucking entire genetic profile on paper too."

  "What the bloody hell for?"

  "We haven't got a clue. Yet." Preacher, bless him was as furious and confused as I was."It's a waiting game right now but Leushus thinks he can find the whys."

  "So why ya sittin in here waitin' on the phone while your girl is down stairs miserable without ya, as you are without her?"

  "Well miserable as she may be I am not gonna turn her Preach, not over this. I don’t care if it means she hates me forever. …… At least she would be alive."

  Before I could hear his reply I felt London, I felt her pain.

  *

  London

  I walked upstairs and through the kitchen, in need of a glass of wine but paused when I heard Preacher and Cash talking. I was certain they knew I was there, a human had a beating heart and a Vampire could hear it through anything but I still stayed in the kitchen as if minding my own business.

  "Here's the thing Mate." I heard Preacher say. "It's her life at the end of the day and if she wants to be a Vampire then make her a sodding Vampire." I had to stifle my laugh but it was hard. Preacher had the weirdest vocabulary of anyone I had ever met and I think sodding meant fuck, or at least the same relation.

  "I will when everything’s said and done, if she still wants it I will." Cash said but his tone sounded pissed. What was the big damn deal, why was he being so difficult? But Preacher was on it.

  Good boy.

  "Tell me mate, do you really want her forever or is this some pissing contest with the Nex. You care for the girl I get that but is this really what you want, or just jealous that she is willing to let anyone do the trick in hopes of being near you forever; because if you don’t want her, forever, then you need to man up."

  Everything I felt went still and my stomach tightened. I feared his answer but I needed to know.

  "Princess stop lurking in the kitchen like we don’t know your there."

  Fuck. Busted. Again.

  I walked into the living room but stayed back. "Well Preacher had a point. You say you love me then prove it. Agree to turn me, when all of this is over and I survive then agree to turn me." Compromise, when nothing else works in the relationship bargain till it does.

  Cash scrubbed his face and ran his hand back and forth over his head. My Vampire was searching for words. I had him.

  "Preach can we have a minute?" I asked and kicked my leg out to rise from against the wall.

  Preacher looked at his watch. "No, CSI is on and I aint about to miss it playing referee between you two. Go upstairs; I’m sure you'll work it out better up there."

  "Fucking Preacher." Cash said and I smiled because I was thinking it.

  I followed Cash up to his room and closed the door behind me but still stayed standing. "I love you too ya know. It took me a minute but yeah, I do." He made a move to talk but I held up my hand stopping him. "The anger inside of me fuels me Cash, it makes me the woman I am and for so long, forever I have had only myself to rely on, and the one time I loved I was destroyed by it. If I give you my heart and my body, then I need to know that you want me with you, forever or it's all worth nothing."

  "It’s not because I don’t want you, God knows I do but right now you have so much anger that nothing would keep you from bloodlust and it is the strongest in the beginning." He stepped up close to me, but he didn’t crowed me. He cupped my cheek in his palm, "You would hate yourself if you killed an innocent, and you would. That pain would kill you and you would turn Nex. One kill is all it takes Princess and I love you too much to lose you to them."

  His words and the way he held me in his palm told me all I needed to know and I let go. My love for him and the emotion I had been holding back came flooding in and I was drowning in my love for him. "Kiss me Cash...." I breathed.

  *

  Chapter Fifteen

  London

  Everything kind of faded away; all that mattered were his hands on me, touching me. I deepened the kiss he gave me, my tongue searching his out as I gripped his shoulders to pull him closer to me. His restraint, god bless it, shattered.

  He drove his body against mine and pinned me to the wall, his chest a barrier I didn’t want free from. Desperate for flesh I pulled his shirt up over his chest and moaned when I felt the smooth cool pains of his chest, he was precisely carved steel, so hard and smooth and cool against my burning hands and his tattoo, god it was so beautiful. I scratched my nails over his back and shoulders and sighed when he broke our kiss to slide his tongue down my neck and below my ear.

  "I need you Princess...." he moaned before ripping my shirt at the neck to expose my shoulder and collar bone.”It's been so long, since I’ve been inside you. Let me in Princess." He said his voice low and filled with heat, commanding me to give him what he desired.

  Like I would say no.

  I reached for the draw string on my pants, thank God I hadn’t started my work out before Preacher came in or this would all have to wait till I showered, but I was ready, so ready and wet for him. The second my pants were down he dropped to his knees and said, "Step out." I did and he took one leg and placed it over his shoulder. "Are you wet Princess.... Oh fuck yes, your right where I want you." And with no warning he struck, fangs deep in the side of my thigh against my femoral artery while he slid two fingers in my pussy.

  "Oh God Cash..." I cried out and then shit got serious. He danced between my pussy and my vein tasting me, my blood and my heat, my sex and everything he stirred inside me. How could I have been running from him, from his love? I was lost without him for the last three weeks, but the last three days were hell and I knew that was where my fear had come from. Needing him, needing anyone was sure to break me but now in this moment I would never deny him of my love, no matter how angry or how bad it got. I would love him forever regardless the outcome.

  "Everything about you tastes amazing Princess." he said pressing his fingers back inside me deep as they would go, while his thumb worked at my clit. Every suck of his mouth on the crease of my thigh brought me closer to the edge and he wasn’t fucking around tonight, he wanted me coming. "I feel how close you are, but you only come when my mouth is right here." He gave the demand and then slammed his fingers in me deep making me cry out. Fearing Preacher would hear I put the palm of my hand over my mouth and stilled my cry.

  "No way Princess, I want to hear you come while I taste you." And I came, so hard so fierce that stars lined my vision and I had trouble keeping myself on balance. He set my leg down but only briefly. He stood before me, hands braced against the wall by my head he kissed me good and hard, his mouth tasted like me, like my blood and I moaned as his fangs pierced my bottom lip. "Free my cock Princess." He said and leaned back so I could undo his Cocky buckle.

  He was hard and ready to be inside of me, the small drop of pre cum glistened against my finger and I brought it to my lips licking it slowly. He nodded as if he wanted me doing just that. "Brace your back against the wall; I’m fucking you now, right here right now."

  I did as he said and how fucked up was it that I moved fast to his demands? Suddenly serious he looked at me. "Put your arms around my neck and hang on, I’m gonna come at you fast and hard I can’t help what you do to me. You'll feel me for a week."

  His threat only heightened my excitement and I would deal with my feminist inside later. For now I held on like he said. He palmed his cock and came at me hard, pressing inside of me, stretching me to the point of pain. But it was good, so good I held on like he said to and got lost in the thump thump crack of the wall behind me. Fearing he may have busted a beam he moved out of me briefly, tossing me on the bed. "On all four so I can fuck you from behind."

 
I scrambled onto my knees and felt him drive inside me, deeper and harder than any man before and cried out in ecstasy. Pulling my hair to the side I exposed my neck hoping he would- Oh yeah I got bit, good and hard he took from my body and my heart. I came the instant his fangs hit and cried out as he sucked me and fucked me.

  He stayed at my vein sucking deep while he still pounded inside of me, making me come again and again. How was it that he could do this to me, make me feel so deeply when he was inside of me? I loved knowing that my blood sustained him, that what made my heart beat in the mental sense was his love for me, knowing he took it physically.... made me want to cry from the joy of knowing how deeply I was inside of him. I had never experienced such pleasure even from myself as I did from a simple touch from Cash. He was a God in bed and I could barely catch my breath before the next wave hit.

  My body shaking from all he did to me I leaned forward resting my head against the mattress, lifting my hips higher he moaned loud and pulled me back up but fully this time so my back was aligned with his chest. "I love you like this, where I can look over your shoulder and see your tits bounce every time I fuck into you. Pinch your nipple Princess, get it red and hard so I can bite you."

  I cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples tugging them lightly while he slipped a hand between my legs to find my clit and tugged it in time with the work he had me doing to my breasts. I don’t know if it was the sight of me but he growled, "Come Princess, one more time so I can feel you tighten around my cock."

  "Fucking magician." I moaned and came again. Now, my body like rubber and everything sensitive, I rose my arms and wrapped them behind me, gripping his neck to hold onto him. My strength was gone but I didn’t want him to stop. He pulled out of me and held his cock in his hand. He stood to my side and undressed before me, his jeans and his weapons were still in place. The fact that he was fucking me with a dagger at one hip and a 9mm on the other made me tremble.

  "I knew they were there Princess, you were safe." He said as he lay back on the bed pulling me with him, both of us fully naked now. I straddled him to ride him but he shook his head no. "Not tonight, Princess. Let me do you."

  Those words were not romantic or charming but damn they were doing the trick. He wanted to worship my body and hell itself would tremble if I denied him. Knowing that had me pawing at him to get him closer. For the first time I felt him skin on skin nothing between us, black satin sheets beneath me as he lifted my leg over his hip and entered me with one swift move. "So tight..." He moaned and pumped into my slowly. "Tight and wet and made for me."

  Like this he made me long for what we shared that night in the van, so open and scared of what we were feeling. He must have to because he slowly seduced me with words."Do you know how many times I beat off picturing you like this, beneath me and open, wet and hot? God I missed you."

  "I missed you." I croaked through my passion. "I had to keep from climbing in your bed the last three days."

  He palmed my breast and nuzzled the bite mark on my neck. "I would have let you, and then I would have seduced you, bent you to my will." He said laughing, then hissing. "You feel amazing Princess, your celibacy kept you so tight that every time I get inside you, you open so slowly I have to reel in my power to keep from hurting you." God when he said that stuff it did me in, it really did. "The sight of you beneath me, my bite on your neck, your pussy so warm and soft and fucking right; I have to fight to not come, to make it last. But I will tonight, over and over again deep inside of you."

  I had no words to match his, and I didn’t need them. He loved pussy and he loved telling me just how much he loved mine, and I loved hearing it. I moaned as he picked up his pace, pumping his cock so deep and hard I felt every thick hard inch.

  "Will you let me Princess, let me fill you up with my come, mark you so no man dares come near you for fear I'll kill them?" Jesus he was dirty, and the things he said were frightening but I got off on it so hard. "Tell me Princess tell me to come inside of you."

  Going for broke and knowing I had nothing to lose, "Yes Cash, I want to feel you break apart inside me." As the words left my mouth I felt his body seize and still above me. I seen every corded tendon and muscle on his body stiffen as he came. I felt his body relax with his cock inside of me. Knowing he had the sex drive of ten men I laughed. "You never bit my nipples."

  Growling he lifted his head to look at me. "And you wonder why I love you."

  "No I don’t, not any more I’m just glad you do." He knew how hard those words were for me to say and he was so grateful for them.

  "Princess I will love you for as long as you will let me, never doubt that." He slipped his hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.

  I tried not to love him, I tried to keep my cool now but he had me in his grips and I couldn’t get free I didn’t want to. As my tears fell I stifled a sob and turned my head so ashamed of my weakness and him seeing me. Still inside of me as he shifted to his elbows and turned his head to face me, he began a slow rhythm inside of me, stirring more than my body the way he moved. "Look at me Princess; look at your Vampire making love to you."

  Another sob broke free but I let my tears fall, so happy to have him in my life, to know how deeply he loved me was a gift I would never repay, because I felt the same. Preacher had been right.

  Fucking Preacher.

  "Your mine too you know, my little human…. so warm and sweet and beautiful. I waited four centuries for this moment with you Princess."

  Baring everything, open to him in every way I couldn’t hold back the words I desperately fumbled with. "I love you so much it scares me to my core, but I can’t walk away. I need you, closer and deeper and I’m tired of being alone in this world. I need you more than you would ever know Cash in a way I can’t express for lack of words. I’m sorry I was so mad at you because I see it now and I won’t get scared again."

  "Yes you will Princess, we have more shit ahead of us, but you’re not alone, never alone." Against my lips he whispered, "Hell will tremble if they try to part us." He said referring to my thoughts from before.

  We came together this time and when we were done and I was breathless he pulled me close into his side. "Sleep Princess and know your Vampire has you."

  I did sleep, and he held me the entire time, dagger on the nightstand Next to his fighting hand. Hell would tremble if any one dared stop him.

  *

  Chapter Sixteen.

  London

  For two weeks we did everything as usual. Every night right at sundown we hit different location and as always, I was the bait. Every immortal in the city had been in my presence I swear....Ok maybe not but it felt like it. I felt as seedy as the bars we frequented. I had to ask around for a drug I had no clue about or its affects. Most of the douche bags I dealt with would hook me up with ecstasy or weed, one even tried to get me to buy some meth. By the end of every night, I would meet the morning sunrise with a scolding hot shower and a new bar of Dial.

  Nothing ever came from my hard work though, it was always the same. Tonight at least we were hitting a classy place, classy by Vampire standards. Doubt was owned and operated by a major Vampire kingpin named Klem. He was Russian, old and had a major following of Nex he had turned himself. Cash had known Klem for a few hundred years and they had a strange relationship. Cash trusted Klem to a point. They had worked together from time to time, passing favors. If a Custos had wronged Klem Cash would give info to where the Vamp was hiding out and vice versa with any Nex that Klem knew. Did I mention Doubt was a karaoke bar?

  Finally ready for the night I looked in the mirror one last time. My usual outfits for "work" as it had become, were as short and skimpy as Cash could handle seeing me in. He hated the play out every night. Men, human and immortal would paw at me; offer me drinks, numbers and room keys. It was a miracle that Cash had kept his cool. But tonight was different. It was the first night that I could walk in as his woman, and leave as his woman. In Doubt there was no need to hide anything an
d I was going with my Vampire, no secrets no arterial motives. It was our first date.

  I had decided to wear my hair down like Cash liked it. Normally my hair had a slight curl to it, that I loved but tonight I went for all the stops. I had straitened my hair and with my layers it framed my face perfectly. I chose all dark, blacks and grays for my eyes making them pop, and the deepest of red for my lips. I was ready for the club. I wore tight fitting skinny jeans and cowl neck halter top with black sequins. Pulling out my Lou Bountin knee boots I sighed, how I had missed feeling like a woman instead of a drugged out whore.

  Clasping my diamond bracelet that matched my Diamonds by the yard necklace, I sighed wondering if I would ever see the inside of Tiffany's again. Moments like these I shielded my thoughts as deeply as I could, because in these moments I let myself obsessed flag fly and Cash and Preacher would rile me for it if they knew. They didn’t know the difference between Prada and Dolce and Gabana, to them fabric was the same no matter what and Cash actually told me once that his sheets were 500 thread count cotton. No clue that it was a step up from sandpaper.