Part 28 (2/2)
She stared at the black velvet box resting in his palm. She swallowed quickly, raising her gaze to meet his. ”What... what is it?”
”Oh come on, honey. Open it up and see for yourself.”
Her hands shook as she took the box from his palm. She opened it and through a rush of tears saw a large solitaire diamond. ”Jason? What does this mean?”
”It means I want you to marry me.” He squeezed her hand. ”Will you marry me?”
”Oh, Jason! It's an engagement ring?”
”Of course. Why do you sound so surprised?”
”No one's ever asked me to marry him.”
He brushed his lips against her hand. ”That's because no one's ever been as much in love with you as I am. I can't imagine a life without you by my side would be worth living. I need you more than I need to breathe. Will you marry me, my love?”
”If I do, will you let me f.u.c.k your a.s.s?”
”With a d.i.l.d.o? h.e.l.l no!”
”Why not?”
He shook his head. ”With your finger or fingers? Yes...maybe. Now will you stop trying to blackmail me and answer me? Will you marry me?
The tears spilled down her cheeks and for several moments, her throat was so tight, she couldn't speak. Then she sobbed, nodded and tumbled off the bed and into his arms.
Holding her against his body, he somehow managed to slide the ring over the third finger of her left hand. He tipped up her chin and kissed her lips. ”So. As I was saying, our first daughter will be named Juliet Makefield. Yes?”
She nodded. ”Yes. Oh yes, Jason... my love... my bloodl.u.s.t.”
His smile warmed her heart and gave her hope for far more happiness than she'd ever thought possible. A full-blood fem married to a headstrong baby vampire her entire family, with the exception of Katie, disliked, would make for an unpredictable life. But with Jason by her side, she was ready to tackle the entire world and her stubborn, overprotective brothers.
He lifted her onto the bed and slid in beside her. Stretching her out on her stomach, he mounted her and thrust his c.o.c.k deep in her p.u.s.s.y. ”What do you say we begin giving Juliet life?”
”Sounds like a plan, my love,” she whispered, closed her eyes and pushed her hips backwards as he slid his sweet, hard c.o.c.k home. ”Oh yeah, hunter. Yes! That's what I want and need.”
Chapter Fifteen.
Andrei sat on a barstool in Midnight Shadows, one of many nightclubs he owned across the country, nursing a drink. Around him in the club frequented by humans and vampires, people drank and danced. Many of the regulars had tried to engage him in conversation or get him to dance. Normally he loved to dance, but the thought of holding any woman in his arms other than Dacoda left him cold.
A pair of arms encircled his neck. Cool lips touched his ear. ”Would a f.u.c.k help?” He turned and looked into the enigmatic eyes of a tall, voluptuous fem with dark skin who projected sensuality. He smiled and shook his head. ”Thanks, Adona, but I just want to sit here and think.” She stroked a hand down his cheek. ”Have you seen that delicious nephew of yours?” He smiled. ”Which delicious nephew are you referring to? Acier or Etienne?” ”Is Acier delicious?” ”I don't think so, but if you think Etienne is, then Acier must be too.” ”Why?” ”They're identical twins.” Tiny lights danced in her eyes. ”Are they? I didn't know.” ”Yes, but before you get on the wrong track, you should know that Acier is already taken.” ”Is he now? There's taken and then there's taken. Which is he?” ”He's taken-as in not available.” ”Is he married?” ”No, but-” ”Then he's not really taken.” She sat beside him. ”Tell me more about this Acier.” He shook his head. ”He's not only taken, he's taken by a female I don't think you'd want to tangle with. If I were you, I'd keep my sights centered on Etienne.” She stroked her hand down his cheek. ”But you're not me.” ”No and I wouldn't want to be you if you try to come between Acier and Raven.” She stiffened. ”Raven? Is that his woman?” ”Do you know her?” She shrugged. ”Possibly. So. Where is Etienne?” ”He 's...undergoing his Feast of Indulgence.” ”Do you know where I can find him?” He studied her in silence. Etienne had enough troubles without having this shameless hussy running him down. Etienne's best friend, Damon duPre, and his older brothers, all full-blood vampires, were shadowing him to ensure he didn't do anything that would bring their kind to the attention of the police. He'd have to call Damon and warn him to be on the lookout for Adona.
”It's not my night to watch him, so no. I don't know where he's at.” ”A pity.” She reached down a hand to cup between his legs. ”Like his uncle, he has a huge, hard c.o.c.k.”
Although Adona was as s.e.xy as females came, he had no desire to bed anyone who slept with both s.e.xes. Additionally, in his present state of mind, he had no desire to sleep with any female who wasn't a BBW named Dacoda who thought he was a honey boy.
Still smiling, he removed Adona's hand and closed his legs. ”I do not sleep with women who have slept with my nephews.” ”Why not? I'm told I'm a more than adequate f.u.c.k.” ”I'm sure you are, but I'll just have to take your word for that.” ”There's no subst.i.tute for firsthand knowledge.” She blew into his ear. ”I could make you forget whoever you're pining for.” He narrowed his gaze. ”I'm not pining for anyone and I'd prefer to be left alone.” She licked his cheek. ”If you change your mind... ” He gave her a cool smile. ”Don't bother wasting your charms on me. Like Acier, my interests lay elsewhere.” She shrugged. ”Your loss.” He arched a brow. ”I'll go find Etienne...or maybe Acier.” ”Acier?” He shrugged. ”Raven will kick your a.s.s all over creation if she catches you sniffing around Acier.” ”She can try, but I have been known to kick back.”
He watched her walk away. Should he call Acier and warn him? He decided against it. Unlike Etienne, Acier was in love with a woman who had proven her love and devotion to him. He wasn't likely to be tempted to stray because Adona shook her shameless a.s.s in his face.
He turned back to the bar, caught the attention of the bartender and lifted a finger.
While she took his gla.s.s away and made him a fresh drink, he took out his cell phone and had a quick conversation with Damon duPre.
Replacing his cell phone in his jacket phone, he lifted the fresh drink to his lips. He stiffened. A familiar scent a.s.sailed his senses. His nostrils flaring, he put the gla.s.s down and turned on his seat, scanning the interior of the main room.
In a dark corner of the lounge, a tall, blond vampire stood with his back to Andrei. He stood so close to the wall it was immediately clear he had someone backed against it. Andrei watched as the full-blood ground his hips in a circular motion, as if he were f.u.c.king.
Andrei swore softly and exploded off his seat. He strolled across the room. ”Marcello, how many times have I told you not to treat my club like a G.o.dd.a.m.ned wh.o.r.ehouse? You want to f.u.c.k, get a d.a.m.ned room.”
”Andrei!”
A chill shot down his spine at the frightened voice of the woman Marcello had trapped against the wall. He clamped his hand on the other vampire's shoulder and spun him around. ”Get the h.e.l.l away from her or I'll rip every limb from your body and stuff them down your G.o.dd.a.m.ned throat.”
”f.u.c.k off, you half-breed.” Marcello threw a punch at him.
Andrei snapped his head quickly to the side and back, avoiding the blow. Even as he did, his right fist shot out, connecting with Marcello's jaw with enough force to send him to his knees.
Hooking an arm around Dacoda's waist, he pointed down at Marcello. ”Get the f.u.c.k out of here. If I ever see you again, I'll kill you.”
Two vampires with dark hair and dark blue eyes appeared at Andrei's side. As Marcello glared up at him, the two full-blood bouncers jerked Marcello to his feet and escorted him toward the door.
Andrei turned to face Dacoda. If Marcello had hurt her... He cast a quick look at her, noting with relief that the skirt of her dress was down instead of around her waist.
She gave him a sweet, tentative smile. ”Hi there, honey boy.”
Although his heart raced with delight at the sight of her, he was determined not to show it. He gave her a long, cool look. ”Dacoda. What are you doing here?”
”Looking for you.”
”Who told you where I was?”
She shook her head. ”No one told me. I wanted to find you, so I got in my car and I drove until I found you.”
Aware that most of the people in the main room, vampire and human, were staring at them, he took her hand in his. ”Come with me.” He led her down the hall to the office he used when he was in town. He opened the door and pushed her down into one of the red leather chairs in front of a big oak desk. Placing his palms on the padded armrests, he leaned over her. ”What the h.e.l.l are you doing here?”
”I told you. I came to find you.”
”Why?”
Her dark gaze moved over his face. ”You know why.”
”Look, I told you it was over between us the last time we saw each other.”
”If that's true, why did you come to me in the middle of the night and spend the remainder of the night with me?”
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