Page 28 of Blood Ties (City of Blood #1)

“Fuck,” he hisses through his clenched teeth, as I pull his hard length from his pants.

Stroking him slowly from base to tip, I follow my hand with my tongue and he shivers.

Wrapping my lips fully around the head, I slide him into my mouth and down my throat until I gag a little.

His hands run up the sides of my neck and twine into my hair, guiding me slowly down until I have as much of him in my mouth as I can.

I swallow and suck until his hands start to shake.

His cock fills my mouth and throat completely, and I’m forced to choose between him and oxygen, so I hold my breath, choking on him.

Letting go, I take over sliding my mouth up and down, creating suction and trying to push him as far into my throat as I can.

Pulling him completely out of my mouth, drool runs down my chin.

Lowering my head, I tighten my hand and twist it while sucking his head between my lips, using his foreskin to create the friction I know he is looking for.

His hips buck slightly up from the seat.

“Baby, that is the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen. Can you take more of me? How far can you go? Yes, fuck, just like that.” The words stream from his mouth like he can’t control them. Pushing myself to the limit, I gag around him until tears run down my face.

“Don’t stop baby. I’m going to come, fuck, fuck.” His cock swells in my mouth as I use my hand and mouth in tandem, my spit soaking both of us. With a growl, he pushes my head all the way down and comes down my throat. He breathes loud and fast, head pressed against the headrest.

Looking down at me again, a blissful look on his face, he grabs me under my arms and hauls me into his lap. He hugs me to his chest, murmuring contently. We pull up to the curb in front of the house as he runs his fingers under my eyes to clean up my tears and mascara. He kisses each eyelid.

Grabbing my face with both hands, he says, “How do you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Make me love you?” I drop my head, inhaling sharply, a blush creeping up my cheeks. “Don’t worry Tesoro, I loved you before the best blow job I’ve ever had—I know you’re the perfect girl for me. But I know you might not be there yet. That’s ok, I can wait.”

“Bash I-” My voice falters, my heart is cracking open and I know he can see it in my eyes. My heart almost explodes with the love and sincerity I find when he looks at me, how open he looks. I know that Sarah is right. I feel it in my heart that this is right.

“Shhh, beautiful girl, come here. Say whatever you need to say, or don’t, but do not hide from me.” He pulls my head to his chest and holds me for a few moments. “Go home, go to sleep. I will be there tonight.” He gives me a light slap on my ass, which is completely out of my skirt and I yelp.

Inside the house, Grand-mere is waiting for me.

“So, you promise not to make a spectacle of yourself on my front lawn with that blood-sucker, and instead you, what? Fool around in the car? In front of the house?”

“Grand-mere, we were only talking. Why are you being like this? I’m not a child—why are you treating me like one?”

“Do you think this is love? He doesn’t love you, you are just a toy to play with while he’s bored of immortality. You’re weak for believing him. Do you think for one minute that he won’t throw you away and move on with his life?”

“I’m not weak,” I whisper. “Why are you saying these things?”

“Because you’re acting like it. You’re disregarding my request to stop ‘dating’ that vampire.

You won’t listen to me. You’re putting yourself in danger and acting like none of it matters.

If you want to keep up this vampire romance, you need to do it elsewhere.

Otherwise, act like an almost 30 year old woman and knock it off. ”

She’s right about one thing.

I am almost 30 and still living at home, no husband, barely a, what?

Boyfriend? Is Bash my boyfriend? No plans for the future.

Once Grand-mere is gone, what then? I’ll be here in this house, alone?

Sarah will have Ethan, for better or worse.

I will just be here, alone. I never wanted children—this is a terribly dangerous place to raise children.

I wonder how Bash feels about children? He will have babies one day, with his bound wife.

The idea of him binding himself to someone else for all of eternity and having children with them makes me flinch to myself. Is that his future? What is our future?

Walking back out the front door, I head toward Sarah’s house. I know she just got home, and Ethan would have been home an hour ago since he can’t be out at all once the sun starts rising.

“Sarah,” I call out as I walk through the front door, tears running down my cheeks. Every time I am happy, something happens to ruin it.

“What’s up Lina? Why aren’t you—Why are you crying? Did Bash do something? I’ll kill him. I don’t know how, but I will. He was shit anyway. Fuck him.” I start laughing through the tears at her sudden defense of me even though she knows everything she said is a lie.

“No,” sob, “it’s not,” sob, “Bash,” hiccough and sob.

Recounting what happened with Grand-mere today and on Sunday breaks my heart even further.

I always considered my relationship with Grand-mere as strong and unconditional.

I am beginning to realize that what I thought was unconditional love was me always doing what she wanted and expected.

I had never gone against her or done anything different and so, she never had a reason to voice her displeasure with me.

I’m so heart sick that she refuses to understand this.

I don’t know what she has been through but there has to be room for understanding, doesn’t there?

Today I realized that Bash is my future.

That I am falling in love with him. I want to choose him—my heart is so full of him.

And with that, I realize that I may have to sacrifice my relationship with the person who means the world to me if I want him.

How is it possible for your heart to be perfect and broken at the same time?

“Stay here today,” Sarah says as she leads me to the guest room and we curl up together while I cry. I try to think logically through everything, but all I see is him. His face. His smell. His love that surrounds me.

Make me love you?

I think I already do.