A knock at the door makes him turn to open it, and speak of the devil, it is Gregor.
“Constantine. I heard our new colleague was in the building, I came to offer my welcome and my help should you need it finding your way around.” He directs this last comment to me, his shrewd, pale blue eyes taking in my appearance and widening slightly as I casually lift my legs up to place my feet on the desk crossed at the ankles, showing off a fair bit of leg in the process.
“Why, thank you, Gregor. That is most kind of you,” I say in the most pleasant tone I can muster for this monster that raped me and killed my husband.
CK nods approvingly of my tactic and crosses over to perch himself on the desk in front of me. He trails a hand just as casually up and down my leg. It’s all highly inappropriate for the workplace, but who cares. I want this over with as quickly as CK does. My eyes blaze with longing for CK to touch me more like that, but this is hardly the time and the place. Still, it has the desired effect. Gregor breathes in deeply at the sexual energy that I sense charging around the room.
“Well, I have a meeting to get to,” he says reluctantly. “Perhaps we can continue this later.” He stalks out of the room and I grin at my sire who grins back.
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
Unfortunately, we then get stuck into work. CK is patiently explaining to me what it is I’m supposed to do, and I am overwhelmed. Who knew there was so much work involved in keeping the world’s Vampires in check? Christ knows how CK and I will cope once the other two have been sent to meet their maker. Whoever that is.
A couple of hours have passed, CK hands me a form. “This needs Gregor’s signature. Go to him and give him something to look at while you’re there,” he orders. I gape at him. “This is your plan,” he reminds me, and I have to concede. Popping another button on the two already undone on my shirt, I stand up, smoothing down my skirt.
Feeling more than a bit weird, I head for Gregor’s office, knocking softly and waiting until he calls “Enter,” before I go in.
“Ah, Aefre,” he calls me. I wince but take it. “There’s no need for you to knock.” He sits back in his chair, tapping his pen on his desk.
“I have something that needs your signature,” I say and instead of handing it to him across the desk, I move to his side and place it in front of him, bending down low to flash my tits at him. I point out where he needs to sign.
Eyes going straight to my cleavage, he says, “I’ll read it before I sign. I won’t be a moment.” He sits forward.
I turn around and perch my rear on his desk waiting patiently, hoping that CK will make an appearance soon as I have no idea what I’m supposed to do next. As he signs the document, there is still no sign of my sire, so I wing it and take the papers from him with a sultry look. His eyes narrow in surprise. I stand up straight and walk around to the fro
nt of his desk.
“I take it you have thought about what I said last week?” he inquires softly in Russian and I stop.
“I have,” I reply, also in Russian, placing the papers back on his desk to keep my hands free should I need them.
Curious as I say no more, he moves around his desk and stands behind me. A proven method of intimidation in our kind as you cannot see your opponent’s next move. I shift slightly to look over my shoulder at him through lowered lashes and he catches his breath. Thank heavens that Constantine chooses that moment to barge in, as I had absolutely no-fucking-where to go with this scenario. Gregor grabs my hip and turns us to face the door, keeping himself behind me.
“Aefre. Gregor,” Constantine says casually. “Did I interrupt you two?”
“We were just discussing a proposal,” Gregor says just as casually. “Of the personal kind,” he adds as fuel to the already brewing fire.
“My favorite kind,” CK says softly and grabs me, pulling me to him. He kisses me quickly and turns me around to face Gregor. Draping his arms around me, he lightly brushes his fingers over my breasts, so my nipples harden in automatic response to his touch. Gregor’s eyes drop as he stares at my chest. He takes a step forward and I want to step back, but CK’s arms tighten around me and keep me in place. I lift my right arm up and curl it around the back of CK’s head the other going around his back to pull him close. A classic feeding position. I tilt my head to my right and CK’s fangs drop as he senses my pulse beating. He lowers his mouth to my neck and bites down harshly. I gasp in mock surprise, my eyes never leaving Gregor’s. He watches through narrowed eyes as my sire feeds from me in the middle of his office in a blatant sexual display.
Again, Gregor steps forward until he is standing right in front of me. “Time to share, Constantine,” he growls as CK pulls back from his bite. He relaxes his hold on me and I know I’m going to have to get this over with, but thank the old gods, Eloise storms in, full of unbridled fury. I have never been so happy to see that bitch in my entire one thousand years!
“This is a place of work,” she snaps, loathing reeling off her Tsunami style. “I might have known you would lower this place to a classless whorehouse,” she seethes at me. Fortunately, Constantine is there to defend me against his own actions. “It’s just a friendly snack between co-workers. You are welcome to join in.” He brushes her anger off. Hoping that he knows what he is doing, I try to look nonchalant, but I really hope she doesn’t say yes.
Narrowing her eyes at Gregor and then at CK, she shifts her eyes to me and asks full of disdain, “What is it about you that makes men think with their dicks instead of their brains?”
Gregor answers this time to my surprise, “Maybe if you had either of those things you would know.”
She gapes at him, her supposed ally, turning on her. Over me! My delight is evident. It will also make her an easy target for Cole and Devon, as she will want her revenge. This might just be easier than I first thought. I squirm in CK’s arms and he chuckles. I catch Gregor’s eye and smile seductively at him accepting the compliment, albeit a slightly backhanded one. His eyes blaze with his desire for me and it’s a surprise to see as his eyes, usually so cold and dead, seem alive now. I have him hooked and now it is just a case of reeling him in.
Fortunately, CK and I are asked to leave, as Eloise wants a word with Gregor. I am fairly sure we already know how that conversation will go as we stroll out of Gregor’s office. I have my arm around CK’s waist and his hand is lightly placed on my rear.
I giggle as soon as we are back in my protected office. “Well, that was easier than I thought,” I say in surprise.
“I told you, Aefre, don’t underestimate yourself. Eloise is right about one thing, men do tend to think with their dicks instead of their brains around you,” he says matter-of-factly.
Affronted, I cross my arms. “You included?” I snarl.
“Oh no, my sweet. I am completely, one hundred percent clear on my feelings for you,” he says, but does not mention what exactly his feelings are.