Page 10 of Blood and Embers (The Rose Vampire Coven #7)

H e was waiting outside watching for Scott's arrival, and when he pulled into the alley, Pike directed him to the underground garage. Just seeing him was getting his heart racing and his blood pressure skyrocketing. He followed him in and was there when he stepped out of his vehicle.

Pike pulled him into his arms and kissed him breathless. “I missed you desperately.” He admitted while holding him close.

"I ached to see you again, Pike. Is this part of the bond, this raging need to be near you?" Scott asked and leaned his forehead against Pike’s shoulder. “I feel so right with you.”

“Once we complete our bond, the raging need that you’re feeling now will temper a little, or at least that's what I've been told. But we will always be drawn together, and our needs will always have an edge of fierceness because we are a Fated pair, we were meant to be.” Pike was so pleased with Scott’s relaxed and eager attitude.

The man had endured much over the past few days, but it hasn’t affected him and hasn’t interfered with their destiny.

“I know that.” He said with an infectious smile.

“The awareness you told me about has been working overtime today.” Pike started walking toward the bedroom.

“I know so many things now. I see people on the street and I really see them now.” He annunciated.

“I never would have guessed that there were so many paranormal beings living in Chicago.”

“They’re all over the world, my love.” Pike understood Scott’s need to know more and more, but explanations were failing him at the moment, as his mind was consumed with completing his claim.

There was time for talk later, but right now, all he wanted was to put his mark on his beloved to secure their bond for all time and for all to see.

They burst into the bedroom, and Pike pushed Scott backward onto the bed. He bounced once and then, with a smile, pulled Pike down on top of him. "Yes, this is what I've been waiting for." He said in a distinctive growl.

Pike pinned his hands behind his head and kissed him hard and sloppily, taking his lips in an embrace that enflamed and titillated.

When he broke the kiss, Scott followed, trying to recapture.

"Easy, my love, this is just the beginning.

" He held Scott’s hands in place with one hand and released the fastening of Scott's jeans with the other, spreading the sides open and realizing, to his utter delight, that Scott was not wearing boxers.

“Yes, yes, just as it should be wild and natural and all mine.” He spoke as if to himself. He made quick work of Scott’s jeans, stripping him from the waist down with little effort. The sight of that magnificent cock hard and waiting had him eager to taste.

Pike released Scott’s hands but told him not to move.

“If you move, I quit.” He smiled with a dark glint shining in his eyes.

Scott gave an enthusiastic nod, and Pike began by taking that lovely cock into his mouth slowly at first, but then he built it to a mind-numbing speed and a pressure that had Scott panting and begging to move.

Pike chuckled and told him to stay still. "I'm trying, but it isn’t easy.” Pike drove his fingers into Scott’s hole and watched his toes curl.

"You're killing me, Pike."

“I haven’t even started.” Pike once again took his cock into his mouth and ravaged it, taking everything he wanted while pounding his fingers into his hole, loosening and stretching.

Scott squirmed and begged, but did not move.

He brought him to the edge of release over and over, but never let him come.

Finally, he plunged three fingers inside, sensitizing the hot, moist channel, and took Scott's cock down his throat, squeezing and forcing him to completely let go. Scott came in an explosive rush, coming so hard he stiffened and failed to breathe as he came apart in Pike's talented hands.

Scott thought he would lose his mind with the overwhelming pleasure rocking through him. The wave after wave of sharp and excruciating sensations brought spots to the edges of his vision. If this was what the future held for him, he would live and die a very happy man.

Those fingers worked his channel setting every nerve on fire.

He wanted to be filled so badly he couldn’t stop the pleading that poured from his lips.

He was pathetic in this man’s arms, and it didn't matter because Pike saw him completely; there was no faking it or games going on.

This was all real, blatantly and openly real.

It was the purest relationship he'd ever had, and he never wanted to lose it.

Binding himself to Pike was something he wanted with the depths of his being. Having him in his heart, his mind, and his life was beautiful, and he wanted it to be forever. Fate had chosen him for the vampire soldier, and he would be forever grateful.

Suddenly, the fingers were gone, and a bereft feeling struck him, and he involuntarily whined. "It's okay, my love," Pike whispered, and Scott instantly felt settled. The man was a magician.

Suddenly, he was flipped to his stomach, and Pike was pushing his legs apart. His strength and agility constantly shocked him. Pike was now naked, and the sight of his amazing, toned body sent a tremor through Scott's body. Just looking at the man could get him off the hook.

Those fingers, slick and reckless, were back and doing wonderful things to his aching channel. "Are you ready for me, Scott?" The question came on a whisper near his ear.

"Yes, yes." He panted in desperation, coloring his tone. He was completely debauched, and he didn't care; all he cared about was getting that fat cock in his ass as soon as possible. His body was literally vibrating with the need of this man.

Pike slammed inside in one thrust, impaling Scott on his hard cock.

A brief gasp was followed by a sharp intake of breath as Scott adjusted to the invasion.

"You're so tight, my love." He heard Pike talking, but his mind was consumed with the sensations burning him down from the inside out. “I need you so badly. You’re mine now, mine forever.” The words were possessive, loving, and beautiful to hear from a lover who was giving you the pleasure of a lifetime.

The hammering began, and Scott felt his ass lift from the bed. Pike was holding him up and forcing his cock as deep as possible. Scott had never felt so full, so complete, and so cared for.

The excitement was building, everything was coming to a head, and Scott felt his breath begin to catch and his vision begin to blur.

No one had ever been able to handle him in this manner.

Pike, although only a couple of inches taller and a few pounds heavier, tossed him around like he weighed nothing.

He continued to hold his breath, and then it came, the explosion, the heat, and the feeling of euphoria that sent him immediately into climax. Pike was filling him full, and he was coming so hard he felt himself blacking out.

Then the teeth struck, sinking into the same area at the base of his throat, but his time the bite was deeper, and he could feel the sensation of his lover feeding, and it was wild and sent another tremble through his body.

Scott came again just from the sensation of that bite.

It was outrageous and out of this world.

He could see the world; this new world was now completely open to him.

He could feel Pike's emotions and attitude, and love all came to him, giving him a clear and glorious picture of his lover. Pike pulled out and licked the area, sending a fresh roar of emotion raging through Scott. He was utterly spent. Moving even slightly was becoming an effort, but he was happy, and there was a fulfillment and a connection that he could feel to his bones. He was one with this man, this vampire, and the realization brought him peace and joy the likes of which hadn’t touched him in years.

It went beyond that of family and friends and entered an area reserved only for your soul mate, your match, your beloved. Pike was his beloved.

Pike slowly pulled out, making every inch a new experience in pleasure.

He then lay beside him and put his arms around Scott.

They were facing each other, and they stayed like that for several minutes just being together.

"I love you, Scott." He said in a ragged, rough voice. Emotions were running high.

"I love you too, Pike."

"You're mine now, and we are one.”

“I know I felt the bond when it snapped into place, and I felt the awareness spark and all the doors opened at once." He smiled. "This world of yours is amazing."

“It’s our world, my love, our world.”

“Our world.” He repeated.

Pike was the first to move, and he quickly cleaned them up and spread the comforter out for them to lie on, and then pulled Scott back into his arms. He could quickly become accustomed to this kind of care.

"You were going to tell me why I was attacked at the scene of that last fire." Scott is still wondering about his safety in the future and what precautions he may have to take.

“Bagwell was going to kidnap you and use you as leverage against the Rose Coven.”

“How, why would I hold any sway?”

"You're my beloved, and beloveds are sacred in the vampire culture.”

"Wow, sacred," Scott repeated the words, and understanding came easily. Things were making sense, whereas before he struggled to comprehend what was happening.

"Do I have to be worried that it will happen often?" He asked and let his fingers trail down Pike's hard, muscular chest. The feel of his flesh was tantalizing.

“No, Fated bonds are considered sacred in all paranormal communities except for the rogue and those steeped in darkness.

No one wants to come against Fate, for it never ends well for them.

" Pike nuzzled his face into Scott’s neck, and his hot breath fanned the claiming scar, sending another titillating tremor through his body.

“Will you move in here with me? I need you close, and you are safest here. You are now a member of the Rose Coven and will fall under the leadership of Master Conall Rose. This is your home, Scott." Pike unconsciously pulled him closer to him and rained kisses along his shoulder.

"I'd be honored to live with you, Pike, and be a member of the Rose Coven.”

“I am honored to have you in my life, Scott. Fate has blessed me beyond comprehension.” Pike kissed him softly upon the lips and wrapped him tight in his arms. "I love holding you, Scott.”

"I love being held, Pike, but only by you."

The Bagwell Pack was neutralized, and those who didn’t die had left town. Bagwell met his end and was soon forgotten. It was rumored that a few of his hired soldiers had stayed in town, but no one was sure, and after several sweeps, it was determined that no one remained.

Time would tell.