My Life's Story
Chapter 14 – Lovers
I thrashed more as my prey escaped. I desperately wanted to get to him. This was the man who killed my parents because he was too irresponsible to call a cab after a night out with his buddies. Hell was too good for this being. What he needed to become was a whisper in the darkness. He didn't deserve to have a body, to have a life. I didn't just want Michael Smith dead, I wanted him obliterated. He couldn't exist in any way, shape, or form.
Lucian was having a hard time holding me back. It had to have been like holding onto a giant slippery fish as I wiggled and squirmed in his grip. Maybe more like a feisty tiger seeing as I wasn't slimy like a fish was. I even tried pinching and biting, but nothing was getting him to let go of me. I could feel his muscles tense and hear his teeth grind so he wouldn't retaliate to the pain I was causing him. I was surprised I had caused him any. He didn't react when I held the knife to his throat in my apartment on the night he took me. I know I had cut him, I felt the blood on my hands. I saw it when he had clapped on the candles. I still had yet to find how he did that.
"We won't be able to have a proper meeting with her like this, Lucian," the foreboding voice of Lucifer said.
"I'm sorry, my lord, but her lust for your assistant's blood is too strong for me to control," Lucian explained.
"Is she trained," the king of the underworld inquired.
Trained? I wasn't a flipping dog.
"Not very well, but she's pretty good with the staff and she has a mean right hook," Lucian answered finally setting me down.
The second my feet touched the floor, I took off toward the door Michael left through. Out of nowhere, a staff flew at my face. Although I was concentrating on the door, I caught it out of instinct. The stick was barely in my hands when something else came at me. I didn't know what, but I blocked it.
The force was so strong that it knocked me to the floor. When I had to courage to look up, I found another staff pressed down on mine. It took all of my strength to hold it up. They were both made of golden stained wood, like the ones I used with Lucian. Black cloth was wrapped around as handgrips.
I tried with all my might to keep it at bay, but it was too strong. There was no being on the controlling end of my foe stick, but I managed to hold it off long enough to roll out of the way. I stood up with Lucifer standing directly in front of me. I didn't know he had moved from his chair.
Startled with the presence of the devil, the opposer of 'god,' the lord of the underworld, shall I go on? Anyway, I backed up, running into Lucian in the process.
"Forgive me, my lord, but apparently she's in awe to meet you," Lucian chuckled, "This is the first time I've ever seen her back down or be speechless."
"She's very strong, Lucian," Lucifer said, ruining my concentrating of stomping on Lucian's foot. I stopped with my foot hanging above his to look at the being that was speaking. "One of the strongest humans I've met, both physically and mentally. No wonder it's hard for you to control her, especially when she's in blood lust." How could I go into blood lust? I wasn't a vampire.
"Yeah, she wouldn't shut up about meeting you. It was like a fan with a rock star."
I let my foot down on his, "liar" I hissed.
"She does have questions," he grimaced.
"I can speak for myself, jackass."
He pinched my butt causing me to squeak. Of course I had to retaliate by stomping on his other foot. I laughed while Lucian flinched, trying to ignore the pain in his toe.
"Perhaps," Lucifer interrupted, "When she's calmer, we will meet. Until then, all of you get some rest. Lucian, we will meet in the morning without distraction," he said, looking at me with slight amusement. I was once again trying to get through the door Michael left through, staff still tight in hand. It would make a great weapon to use against him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement coming at me. I fended it off easily as the force behind it wasn't as strong. "Very good, Evie. Lucian, she is stronger than I imagined. We'll talk about this later," Lucifer said and left through a door behind his throne.
Lucian had to pick me up and drag me through another door. Not the door Michael went through. It was a door on the other side of the throne. For this, I was even more enraged. I kept struggling, but lucky for Lucian I wasn't strong enough to escape his grasp.
Lucian carried me into a bedroom a few floors up. The floor was carpeted in gray with two throw rugs. One was red with black designs. This sat next to the bed. At the foot of the bed sat a green rug with crème patterns and tassels. Holding up a wood canopy, were two magnificently carved posts. The headboard and canopy were square with patterns carved into them.
The bedspread was crème with red and green patterns. The walls were covered with flower paper. The ceiling was plaster, decorated with hearts and flowers. Rod iron chandeliers held candles that flickered, throwing shadows over the walls. Behind the bed was a nook, which I assumed held the bathroom.. A huge red curtain blocked French doors that led to a balcony. It was weird how this place was lit by candles, but there was modern plumbing.
Marcus walked by carrying a scared, unconscious Elaine into another room down the hall. Her body hung limp in his strong arms while her head rested against his shoulder. I guess being here was way too much for her, stupid weakling. I was dragged out of my thoughts when my body hit the bed and bounced on the mattress.
"Evie," Lucian said loudly.
I ignored him, still staring out of the open door. I had to find a way to get to Michael before I went insane again.
"Evie," he practically shouted.
"What," I answered in a harsh tone, still not taking my eyes off the door.
"Quit it." My view of the hall was cut off by the door magically slamming.
"No," I shouted.
Before I could get up, he had me pinned me to the bed. I looked into his eyes angrily. I was trying to challenge him, that's the way animals did it. Stupid me, that was how a vampire puts his spell on you. Lucian wasn't a wolf, he was a monster.
Trapped in his gaze, I fell deeper and deeper into his spell. I didn't care, I wanted to. At least my spell wrought body wanted too. My mind on the other hand wanted to get through that door and kill Michael.
I found my lips pressing against his. My tongue danced inside his mouth. My hands found their way to his clothes and slowly pulled them off. Before I knew it we were both naked. His hands teased my skin as it caressed my body. His soft mouth soon followed.
I pulled him between my legs, gasping as he sheathed himself inside me. My back arched as waves of pleasure flowed through my nerves, bringing me closer to the edge. Lucian kissed my lips to muffle my sounds. Eventually he had to use his hands to cover my mouth.
"I thought you weren't going to use your powers to seduce me ever again," I questioned once we were finished.
"I had to do something. You were getting ready to break a major rule: don't kill the people who work for Lucifer," he answered.
"It's alright, I think I needed that anyway," I said.
"Maybe you should go into blood lust more often," he laughed.
I glared at him, I wasn't a damn vampire. "Alcohol," I demanded after a few seconds. Most people preferred to smoke a cigarette after sex, well I wanted a shot of vodka, or whatever was available.
"What," he asked.
"Give me liquor."
"Evie, I'm sorry, but right now I can't get you as much as a bottle of wine, it's too late at night. All the servants are asleep and the kitchen is locked. Time is different here."
"I thought you were second in command." I think he just didn't want me to drink. I had gone through the withdrawals ages ago, but it still didn't cut my craving.
"Evie, just go to sleep."
"Jerk," I grumbled. Out of fatigue from the last few hours, I fell asleep in Lucian's arms. Either that or he put another vampire charm on me.
The morning came, but it wasn't that bright outside. I woke up to Lucian kissing me on the forehead. I had to look at the clock which read twelve in the afternoon. His lips moved down my face to meet with mine. His caresses weren't hungry and horny like they usually were. They were soft and sweet, so tender that I didn't fight. I had even kissed him back.
"Lover," I asked once he pulled away.
"What," he replied, dark eyes looking down at me confused.
"You told Michael that I was your lover."
"I said that to protect you. But would you be willing to take the offer?"
"What are the perks?"
"No more slavery, no more beatings, no more forcing. I hope you love me as I love-"
I cut him off, "How can I after what you've done to me?"
"Evie, I know I've been harsh, but I will change. I want to be with you for the rest of our lives."
"What about Elizabeth? Huh?"
"Elizabeth died ages ago. You look like her, but you are different."
I eyed him skeptically, "What if I do this?" I slapped his arm, not too hard.
He slapped me back in the same spot, just as hard, no harder, "Anybody hits me, they get hit back." He kissed the spot where he hit me, "But, only you get a kiss to make it better."
"So no more beatings," I asked still skeptical.
"No, just ecstasy like last night," he replied.
"Ecstasy is a bad drug."
Lucian laughed.
"What if I don't want you?"
"I won't force you, but I would be lying if I said I wouldn't try my damnedest to persuade you."
I sighed. This was a huge step even for me. I would be stuck with Lucian for the rest of my life. Of course that probably wouldn't be that much longer anyway. I wouldn't be able to try to escape and return to my crappy life. Did I even want to? If I was stuck with Lucian, I should at least try to be happy, at least until I could find a way out of here. "Fine, since I'm stuck with you I'll be your lover. No more punishments, no more being afraid?"
"No more," he kissed me. For the first time, I kissed him back without any outside influence. It was going to take a lot of getting used to on my part. I've been afraid of him since the day I met him. Now I have the freedom to choose. "I hope you can forgive me for what I've done to you," Lucian whispered kissing me again.
We were both still naked from the night before and I could easily feel his erection on my leg. His hands caressed my body, but it wasn't as hurried as when he would force me. His touch was exquisitely rough but didn't cause pain. My body moved with the motions of his hands, sending waves of pleasure just under my skin.
As he entered me, I felt a pain in my neck. It didn't hurt much but it was an annoyance. The pain continued through our sex. His tongue licked my neck where the pain was invading my mind. He must have bit me, but it wasn't like before. My veins didn't feel like they were on fire. If he wanted a little bit of blood every now and then during our sex, then I was okay with that. I would even learn to enjoy it. As long as it didn't hurt the way it did when he first bit me.
When we were done, I went into the bathroom to rid my body of our combined sweat and what little blood was still left on my neck from his teeth. As I passed the mirror, I happened to see something wrong. I screamed. The bite marks were inflamed and bright red. They didn't hurt, but they were definitely severely infected.
"What the hell did you do to me," I yelled at him.
"I marked you as mine so nobody would try to claim you," Lucian explained.
"How will they know it's you?"
"Because my sent is carried in that mark," he answered, "The inflammation will go down and all you will see is a scar in the shape of my coat of arms. Everybody else that has a sensitive nose will smell me on you. The coat of arms is intricate though, I changed the magic to have vines in the shape of an F for my last name, which is Foster, by the way. My male children will carry the same. The females aren't usually inclined to leave their mark."
"Who do you plan on having your child?"
"Who do you think?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know?"
He rubbed my flat belly, "What do you think about a baby?"
"I hate kids."
"Too bad," he sighed.
"If I were to have a child I would want to be married," I hope he didn't take it as a proposal.
"Okay, so then we'll get married," he spoke.
"Lucian, the only thing scarier than you being a father is me being their mother."
"Why is that?"
"I wouldn't want my children to turn out like you. I'll kill them first."
"I'm not that bad of a person, Evie. I may be cruel when I have to be, but when it comes to the people I love, well you would think I was a jelly fish."
"Jellyfish sting, you know."
"I only sting when it comes to protecting the people and things I care about."
"What about before?"
Lucian sighed, "Evie, I was trying to break you, to get you to submit. That was why I was harsh. Do you see the way Marcus is with Elaine? She is his, and nobody will come between them. It may seem that Elaine is just a pet to Marcus, but it's like the way you humans are with your pets. Sure your pets are actual animals, but there is a bond there, a mutual love. That is the way it is with us."
"Then how is it between you and me? Am I still labeled as a pet because I'm human?"
"No, Evie. You bear my mark. You are way more than a pet. You are my lover, and if you ever agree, you will be my wife."
"What if I don't agree?"
"I'm not going to force you into anything anymore. If you don't want to marry me then there's nothing I can do but wait and in the mean time try to show you why you should change your mind."
"What if it never happens?"
"Then you will eventually grow old and realize that I look like a twenty-seven year old male screwing his grandmother. I won't age, Evie, I hope you realize that."
"Not so much as a wrinkle?"
"I was born before the civil war. We had slaves on our plantation. I was old enough to remember this, and yet here I am, stuck at twenty-seven."
"That's how old you were when you were turned?"
"Yeah, it was actually during the civil war. My youngest brother had died. He was only sixteen. Marcus was gone way before that. We were lucky he chose that day to return. And when he did, he looked the same as the day he had left ten years prior."
"What happened?" he had me interested. It was good to know things about the person you were having relations with.
"I'll only tell you my side. It's Marcus's place to tell you his. As I said, my youngest brother was killed when the war came to our plantation. The Yanks murdered him in cold blood just because we still held slaves. I was hell bent on revenge, but was no match for five men armed with all the current weapons. I was wounded badly and left to die.
"Just as I thought my life was passing before my eyes as they say happens, Marcus's hand actually reached out and touched my shoulder."
"Hold on," I interrupted, "Where did Marcus go?"
"I'll let him tell you that. I'll only tell you that I was seventeen at the time he left, and he was twenty-seven. Our parents started young, I think Mom was only fifteen when she had Marcus.
"Anyway, He scooped me up just as I was going unconscious. The next thing I remember is pain in my neck. A few seconds later, it passed through my body. This wasn't normal pain. That, I could tolerate. This was searing pain. I don't know how many times I begged Marcus to just let me die. He stayed by me the whole time. Only later did I realize what danger he put himself in."
"That was when you met Lucifer," I asked.
"Yes, five years later I became his second in command." He looked like he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, "Come on, you stink like sex."
"How can you smell it," he inquired.
"I have a nose," I snapped.
"I know you have a nose, smart ass, but I'm a vampire and I can barely smell it."
"Lucky you, you must be used to it, but I smell it and I'm the one who has to put up with you, now get in."
"You know, Evie, I could beat you for this."
I looked at him appalled. "You promised," I whispered
"I said I could, I didn't say I would." I looked at him with sad eyes. "Ok, well can I just give a small spanking," he pleaded rubbing my buttock. I rolled my eyes and got into the shower, Lucian following.
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