A/N: There is some sex in this chapter. Please skip if you can't read it.
Chapter Twenty Two
Boe got up when it walked over to her side of the bed then placed its chin on the bed and she looked at Peter. He nodded she slowly rolled onto her side, reached over and scratched the back of Boe's ear.
"Remember when you told me that familiars are considered to be an aspect of one's life and reflects that self?" he asked and she nodded her head. "Well, he's mine. Bugger me, but I pictured it to be something like a bunny or a ferret. Imagine my surprise when I walked out of the bathroom and found him sitting on my bed. I just don't know where he came from."
"Well, my grandmother said that familiars are from the spirit world and come and go when needed," she said as Boe purred while she scratched its ear and Peter placed his chin on her shoulder.
"But why did it take so long for him to show himself to me?" Peter asked then went to lie on his back and she rolled over, climbing on top of him.
"I think it had to do with you not believing in yourself. You have built so many walls around this that nothing can get in," she said as she kissed the spot over his heart and he sighed, placing his arms around her.
"Fuck, you're right, but I had my reasons," he said and she placed her hands on his chest and placed her chin on the back of her hands.
"Like what?" she asked and he gave her a blank look.
"Well, Miss Nosy Nose, my last girlfriend was murdered just outside the lift," he said as he told her about Jerry, Ed and Ginger and her eyes went wide.
"Shit," she whispered and he nodded his head.
"And that wasn't the first time I met Jerry. He, uh, he…" he said as she felt his body tensing up and she kissed his chest,
"Tell me about it later," she said and he nodded his head. "The thing is, you've walled everything up that you've forgotten how to love someone or let them in."
"I wouldn't mind if you came in," he teased as the dimples dented his cheeks and she arched an eyebrow. She lifted the key off his chest then poked the end of the key in his chest and made a clicking sound while turning the key. A warm feeling moved through him as Peter deeply sighed and she smiled at him. Boe went to lie on the floor while Cross turned around and faced the wall. Peter watched as Cassandra did little kisses on his chest and slid her hands under the black, silk robe, sliding her hands up his sides. She sat up with him as they removed the black, silk robe and the black, silk robe sailed to the floor. Both of them smiled when Boe appeared and picked the black, silk robe off the floor. Walking to the chair near the door, Boe placed the black, silk robe on the chair then spun around three times, settled down on the floor with its back to the bed and Peter grinned.
"Where were we?" he whispered then slid onto his back and Cassandra moved up a little to kiss his lips. His tongue slid by her lips as he rubbed his tongue against her teeth and kissed her deeply. Breathless, they parted as she kissed down his neck and sucked on his Adam's apple. Peter sighed as he pulled onto her nightshirt and she sat up, pulling the nightshirt off and tossed it onto the chair. "Good shot."
Cassandra softly giggled then nuzzled his neck and sucked on his earlobe. He giggled as she kissed his shoulders and stroked his nipples with her fingers. His nipples pebbled under her fingers as she kissed along his chest and sucked on one nipple, swirling her tongue around the tip. Peter lightly grunted as she pinched his nipples between her fingers and thumbs and he felt his heart pumping hard in his chest. Peter stretched his arms over his head as she kissed down his chest while her fingers drifted along his sides and she kissed the appendix scar on his stomach. Her tongue moved over the dent the scar made in his skin and he felt a cool tingle rippling through his body.
"Oh fuck!" he moaned as her tongue dipped in and out of his navel and she kissed down to his crotch. Sitting on his legs, she moved her fingers along his crotch as his cock tapped against her thighs and she smiled at him. Peter looked at her with sad puppy eyes as he made a soft whimpering sound and she lightly laughed, shaking her head. He gasped as she pinched and massaged his balls and he arched his head back, rolling his eyes. His cock was growing harder and hotter as she slid her hands around his cock and stroked the underside, feeling the quick pulse thumping in the thick veins. Peter moaned as she stroked and massaged his cock then he gasped when she placed the tip of his cock into her mouth and licked the tip. She moved his cock further into her mouth while she sucked and slid her tongue around his cock and his heart started beating double time against his ribs. She sucked and licked his cock as his body shook and he balled his hands on the bed. His mind numbed over as he climaxed and poured his seed down her throat. His body went limp on the bed as Cassandra slid her cock out of her mouth and she climbed up his sweaty body. He was breathing hard and fast through his nose as he grinned at her and she kissed his lips, moving her fingers through the wet hair on his chest. "Shit."
Smiling, Cassandra got off the bed when she went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Cassandra came out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth and gargling with some mouthwash she found in the medicine cabinet and had a slightly wet flannel and a towel in her hands. Peter was still awake while he watched her walking to the bed and she sat on the edge of the bed, cleaning him off. She patted him dry then placed the towel and flannel on the floor. Climbing onto the bed, she snuggled against him as she listened to his heartbeat slowing down and she slid her hand along his chest then held onto his side. His heartbeat had slowed as she looked up and saw that he had fallen asleep and she smiled, reached over and turned the light off.
London, England 1811
Giacomo stood near the fountain while the water dribbled down from the stone dolphins and he sighed, brushing the hair from his eyes. He had taken Constance to the manor home he had purchased for after they were married and she laughed when he picked her up and carried her over the threshold. He had become concerned when he woke up to find her not in her room and had sent the servants to search the town for her.
"Did she decide to leave me?" he thought as he tossed a pebble into the water and the pebble skipped three times then sunk into the water and the ripples spread over the surface of the water. Sighing, he started walking back toward the manor house when he saw one of his servants half running toward him and Giacomo stopped near the statue of Apollo, which was naked and held a bow in its hands. The servant panted as he stopped in front of Giacomo and Giacomo waited for the man to catch his breath.
"Are you alright?" he asked and the man nodded his head. "Has there been word about Lady Constance?"
"Aye, Surh, a man delivered this just a moment ago," the man said as he handed Giacomo a small parcel wrapped in brown paper and the brown paper was tied shut by a black string. Nodding, Giacomo waved his hand at the man, dismissing him, and the man walked away. Giacomo's hands were shaking as he opened the parcel and looked at the black, wooden box. He opened the black, wooden box when the black, wooden box fell to the ground and a woman's severed ring finger tumbled out of the box. A gold ring with a large emerald surrounded by diamond sparkled in the sunlight and the ring was Constance' engagement ring. Picking the severed finger off the ground, Giacomo placed his head back and the birds flew out of the trees while he screamed then dropped to his knees, holding the severed finger to his chest.
Constance didn't have any more tears to shed. She didn't even scream when De'Avante used a knife to remove her ring finger nor when he used a hot poker to seal the wound. He had wrapped her hand in linen then laughed when he placed the severed finger in the box and left the room. She had no idea where she was. All she knew was she was in a stone room and the only light came from a tiny window high above her. She cursed herself for not bringing Cross with her, but she felt that Cross would best serve as Giacomo's protector and she sighed, thinking that she should have taught him how to summon his own familiar.
"Oh, Great Mother, keep my lover safe and sent him his protector," she whispered then jumped when something growled in the shadows and she backed up toward the stone wall. The shadows surrounded her when she saw a pair of ice blue eyes shimmering in the shadows and she heard soft footfalls on the stone floor. Something growled in the shadows as she realized what it was and she walked closer, kneeling down at the edge of the shadows. "Please, go to my love. He needs you."
She watched as the ice blue eyes vanished when she walked to the straw bed in the corner and went to lie down. Placing her injured hand against her chest, she closed her eyes as she softly prayed and a single tear moved down her cheek.