“But he will help?”
“Yes,” I say, leaving out his request for said help.
“Well, that’s something. But hopefully Corinne and Ahmed might be able to come up with something in the meantime.”
“That would be preferable.”
“Come to bed then? I have missed you.” He kisses me and I kiss him back desperately.
“Yes,” I murmur, and he picks me up and carries me off to have his delicious way with me, again and again.
I fall asleep with my arms wrapped around Cole, at peace for a while. But then I start dreaming of the other Constantine and the other me and I am restless and stir, but the dreams keep pulling me back under until I dream of my CK and Sebastian. At least, I hope it is a dream as I don’t really want to be sitting there watching what is going on.
CK is standing, staring out of the window as Sebastian gets fucked by a pretty, young human over on the sofa.
“Do I really need to be here for the whole show?” CK says.
“The idea was that you join in,” Sebastian says.
“Not likely,” CK says much to my relief and the disappointment of the girl who is looking at him hungrily like a treat she just has to have. “Let me know when you are ready.”
As if on cue, Sebastian drops his fangs and feeds from the girl as she comes intensely and CK moves over to stand behind Sebastian. As soon as he releases her, CK drops his fangs and feeds from Sebastian as he comes inside the girl. I don’t want to see this. It is way too intimate. It is too personal. I try to cover my eyes, but it doesn’t work. I feel like I have violated them by being this unwilling voyeur.
Sebastian slaps the arse of the girl as CK releases his bite and shivers as the effects of his blood kicks in. Huh, it really does make a difference to him. She climbs off Sebastian and pulls on her dress. She grabs the wad of cash from the table and leans over to kiss him. “See you tomorrow,” she says, and I grasp that she is a regular Feeder, with benefits. Paid extra well to keep her trap shut about what she sees pass between CK and his charge, judging from the hefty stack of bills.
CK moves back to the window to stare out pensively as Sebastian stands and pulls on a pair of sweats. As he turns his back towards me, my mouth drops open. He is marked. A lot. His back is a myriad of swirls connecting what appears to be leaves across his back. I have never seen his back before as he has never been shirtless in front of me. It must have something to do with his Faerie genes. He quickly pulls a t-shirt over his head, clearly conscious of it, even when it is just the two of them.
“Thank you,” he says softly.
CK shrugs.
“You really should stop this whole true-to-one crap. It isn’t like she repays the favor,” he says slyly.
“Don’t start, Sebastian,” he sighs.
“I’m not. Just pointing out a fact,” Sebastian says and holds his hands up in defense. “Too bad you can’t convince her to come to me. It would change everything.”
“She said not yet. So just leave it. I’m not pushing her.”
“Just ask her again. Just ask her to come to me for one night. I can convince her to come to me again after that.”
CK turns. “Quite confident of your abilities there, aren’t you, my boy?”
“You don’t know what it’s like. You don’t know what I feel when I touch her. What we feel when we touch each other.”
“Oh? Why don’t you enlighten me?” CK says nastily but Sebastian doesn’t flinch. He turns square on to his sire.
“Like it is meant to be. Like we belong together.” He holds his hands out palms up and fingers outstretched. “It’s electric,” he says, and sparks fly from his fingers.
Whoa, put the power away before you hurt someone, Princie.
“You are in love with her,” CK says.
“Yes,” Sebastian says and CK’s face hardens. “She can give me everything I want.”
“She isn’t yours,” CK says shortly.
“She isn’t yours either. Not yet, anyway,” Sebastian retorts.