Chapter Nineteen

Allure

Juliet woke up to the smell of blood, dried and old, with a terrible crick in her neck and a throbbing in her most private places. Her hand was tangled in her hair, which felt eerily equivalent to a birds nest, and it made her feel like screaming. Though as annoyed as she was by the state of her hygiene, she couldn't stay annoyed when she saw Mika's eyes staring down at her from his raised position on his elbows.

Gods, did he like to show off his muscles. The very outline of his body was like something out of a Greek museum, he was a monument to whatever gods created men, and from the smirk on his face he knew it.

"Precious, you've finally woke." His voice was a purr, and Juliet couldn't help but feel the giddy smile creep into place on her face.

"Something has you in a surprisingly good mood, considering what happened last night." She muttered casting her eyes at his chest. To her amazement, the raw pink scars from last night were completely gone, leaving nothing but small, nearly imperceptible lines over his fine pectoral muscles. Juliet, freshly awake and still sore and sensitive from the night before, couldn't help wanting to reach out and touch those muscles. Considering the intimacy she and Mika had shared, and their unabashed naked and nearness, she decided to go along with her wishes, reaching out with both hands and maneuvering her body over his.

Needless to say the Vampire had no problem letting her straddle him, casually reclining back on his arms as she seated herself on his midsection and roamed her hands over his chest.

"You've become very bold."

Juliet blushed deeply at his comment. "I've just learned to… appreciate your body more than with my eyes."

Mika growled and tossed her onto her back with a ferocious glint in his eyes that made her giggle. "You're insatiable, aren't you?"

He grinned wolfishly. "For you? Always." His head descended lower towards her stomach, which picked that time to elicit the loudest rumble Juliet had ever heard. Mika actually shot back onto his knees and stared at her incredulously. The confusion in his eyes made her burst into laughter, clutching her aching stomach as her entire body shook with mirth.

He narrowed his eyes. "Hungry are we?" his tone forced her to contain her giggles. "I know I'm famished." He caught her wide-eyed stare before spreading her knees with his elbows and leaning his face between her legs.

"M-Mika, what are you d-doing? I haven't bathed!" she was still laughing, her hands pushing at his head, as his tongue flicked out and over her over sensitized folds, turning the last syllable of her protest into a prolonged whimper.

"Even better."

To Juliet, it felt like hours, but in mere minutes he had her worked into a frenzy of tingling nerves, every drag of his tongue pulling deeper, more sensual moans from her mouth until finally she came, sighing his name like it was the only thing keeping her attached to the world. He leaned up and kissed her, and she kissed him back, dazedly aware that she could taste her own arousal on his tongue. The tangy, musky, and oddly sweet flavor sparked a dark feeling deep in her stomach, and she pushed the Vampire off of her.

His own arousal was painfully evident, the thick shaft hung heavily in front of her, the sheer weight of it forcing it downward, pointing straight at her as if it had a mind of its own. Seeing it there in front of her changed the nature of her own hunger.

"Mika, lay back." The command almost felt as if it came from someone else, but the need in Juliet's body reminded her that it was she who was about to taste this Vampire for the first time. Mika leaned himself back against the headboard, hands behind his head with a knowing smirk on his face. He watched hungrily as Juliet crawled on her hands and knees before him, he spread his legs for her, forcing her to come closer and face the full sight of his erection.

Timidly she placed her hand around his length, it was not the first time she had done so, but never with the intent she had now. She gazed up into his eyes, unsure of how to proceed and what she saw gazing back at her lit a fire within her. His eyes were raw and possessive, like he was barely holding back from forcing her head down and having his way with her mouth, but more than that he looked so childishly hopeful that Juliet couldn't help but smile. She had him wrapped around her finger. One flick of her tongue against the broad head of his member had him hissing in a breath and sighing brokenly.

Feeling bold, she wrapped one of her hands around his shaft as best she could, gingerly running it down to the base. Mika groaned as she trailed her tongue along the same path. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft tighter and she began to stroke and pump his member tenderly, he inhaled deeply, his head tilting up, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"You like that don't you?" she giggled, he chuckled himself, she had a way of getting him to do things like that.

"I'd like it better if you'd keep doing it."

The image of her bright eyes glancing back up at him from between his legs, the lusty glaze that covered them and the sexy grin that lit up her face nearly made him spill into her palm, but he held off as best she could until she closed her mouth around the sensitive head of his shaft.

"Gods Julie', do you know how you drive me mad with need?"

She never looked up, but he could feel her laughter reverberating through his shaft, pushing him closer to the edge of release. It was when she used her lips to put a decisive pressure beneath the crown of his cock that he spilled inside her mouth, one hand forcing her head in place and grunting her name with animalistic fury.

When he realized his grip in her hair still kept her forced down on his shaft, he immediately released her, only to feel her suckling and mewling against his member as if she didn't want to leave. She looked up at him then, her eyes full of a wicked innocence that he wanted to shatter and a single line of his seed on the corner of her mouth. His finger had already wiped it away, and she had already caught it, and was erotically licking and sucking on it as if begging him for something he was fond of denying her.

His shaft never found the time to go soft.

She was upon him then, gliding her magnificent body over his and sliding his shaft deep within her tight sheath. His eyes focused on her bouncing breasts, her full lips as she bit back her moans that grew increasingly louder. His gaze trailed to her muscular thighs, rhythmically lifting her on his shaft as if in time to music. Only fitting, she had told him about the years she spent training in ballet dancing; even admit that she wished she was taller so she could do it as a career. Mika had noted his displeasure, stating that dancers didn't have breasts as big as hers and he wouldn't be happy if she had to lose them. Her hair was a wild tangle on her shoulders, a few inches longer than when they'd first met, and it constantly tried to fall in front of her eyes, that gazed back at him with their otherworldly light, bursting with love for him.

All for him.

Gods this woman was made for him.

He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, slowing her pace into something sensual and meaningful as he gazed into her eyes. She seemed too embarrassed to hold his gaze, something he knew in his heart she would never lose, and instead closed her eyes and kissed him. In that kiss she reminded him of all the love and raw emotion that coursed in his veins and hers. Slowly, and almost painfully she drove them both to a second climax, panting and nipping at each other's lips, bodies slick with sweat.

Juliet's exhausted body collapsed into his arms, her hips still lazily grinding onto his semi-hard shaft. "I love you so much, Mika."

The Vampire leaned back and kissed her hair. "And I you, my Julie'"

He felt her scrunch her nose. "Fancy nickname."

He laughed. "For a fancy girl."

Their little chat was interrupted by Juliet's stomach growling louder than before. She laughed. "Guess I'm still hungry."

"Well there's plenty to eat here." His shaft jolted inside her and she fought back a shiver.

"No thank you, I think I'm quite full of that." There was a blush on her cheeks as she clambered off of his body and stood. "I need to bathe anyhow."

"Might I join you?"

The question wasn't even valid as he hoisted her up and into the attached master bathroom, it was nearly twice the size as the one Juliet had upstairs. Mika took one look at the large, in-ground bathing area and then at the squirming woman in his arms before deciding he was going to have to take her at least two more times before either of them finished bathing.

The knock on the grand doors shook Juliet out of her hyper-sensitized daze. Mika had been lazily thumbing her nipples after their fourth session of lovemaking in the now cold bath. Her eyes filled with confusion.

"I'll answer it." He jumped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around his waist before striding quickly out into the hall. Juliet only nodded dumbly before snapping to her senses, worried what kind of impression a half-naked, dripping, giant of a man would make on whoever was standing on her porch. She immediately jumped up and began to dry herself.

When she finally managed to rush out of the room, wearing nothing but a large shirt she'd found in Highland's closet (and unsettlingly embarrassed at wearing her father's clothes over her over-sexed body), she was met by two pairs of eyes raking over her body. One was Mika's, staring possessively at the way her breasts poked through the thin material of the shirt, and her exposed thighs, and the other was Jens, bearing a basket of fresh baked goods in his arms.

"I thought I should stop by and uh… wish you a happy Solstice… you know. The festival's tonight." He quickly averted his eyes and shoved the basket at her. His cheeks turning a deep shade of pink as she stepped forward to accept it. "You're uh, not wearing any pants."

Juliet was so dumbstruck by her friend standing in front of her staring at her lover that she only found the words "Oh, thank you" before rushing to the kitchen.

"I stopped by the baker on my way here, I thought she hadn't woken up yet." He said to Mika, trying his hardest not to stare at the man who was a good six inches taller than him.

"We've only just bathed." Mika replied.

"I see that."

Juliet rushed past then, muttering for everyone to go ahead and take a seat and scowling at Mika for standing so unabashedly nude in her atrium.

"I, uh, I have a key, you see. She asked me to check on her every now and then and I figured why not on the festival day. I'm, uh, glad you answered the door." He chuckled. "Would've hated to interrupt."

Mika smirked. "Oh, no worries. We had just finished."

"Good to know." Jens replied, making his way towards the parlor room, only to have Mika put a hand on his shoulder and suggest the kitchen instead, before walking off in the direction Juliet had ran.

Once he was alone, Jens surveyed the basket of muffins and breads on the counter where Juliet had placed it. He smiled to himself. "He's bigger than I thought he'd be."

"Who is that man?" Mika asked casually, walking into Juliet's bathroom as she frenziedly dressed.

"Ah, that's Jens."

Mika raised an eyebrow. "A friend?"

"Yeah, I mean, no. I mean, he's my boss." She quickly rolled her stockings up her legs and donned a pencil-style skirt that hugged the generous curves of her ass. Mika growled approvingly.

"You get dressed to! Don't you see we have a guest?"

"I see your guest knows that we have better things to be doing." He chuckled, slapping her bottom as he strode past her and into the part of her closet where he kept his few belongings, and stepping into a pair of thin black pants. Juliet mumbled something about primal urges before buttoning her blouse and shaking out her hair, unsure what to do with it. Throwing her hands in the air she exited the room and went back to the kitchen where Jens sat, quietly munching on a muffin.

"Oh, glorious food!" she sighed, picking out a croissant and going to the cooler for some butter.

"I see you've had such a busy holiday that you've forgotten to eat." He chuckled. She blushed at his words.

"Ah, lazy Sunday if you will."

Jens laughed out loud before settling his eyes on her. "Oh, don't worry girl, I approve. He looks like an honorable kind of guy."

Juliet's eyes softened. "Thank you Jens. That means a lot."

"Yeah, I'm sure. You know it kind of hurts seeing him though. Old Jens doesn't stand a chance now." He shook his dirty blonde hair and for a split second his face looked sad. Juliet couldn't form any words, just silently ate her bread.

"Oh, c'mon Juliet. Don't act like you never noticed. I've had my eyes on you since you first walked into my bar with your old man looking for a job." He smiled his dazzling smile at her, making her blush. "Guess I just thought, and I'm sorry to say it, just thought you'd never find someone. I was biding my time. Now I'm paying for it."

Juliet looked at him now, really looked at him. Jens was a good fifteen years older than her, even though he didn't look it, with his bright hazel eyes and roguish smile. He had the body of a man who played a lot of sports, with broad shoulders and tight muscles, and was very good with his hands (Juliet knew this from watching him tend bar for years), He was a very handsome man, and though Juliet had seen him as family for most of her life, she could easily picture a world where Jens had asked her to be his girl and she said yes. Deep in her heart she'd always had a thing for him, even if she just shook it off in insecurity, but then he'd shown up in her life…

Mika chose that moment to walk in, and like an insect to a shining light, Juliet found herself following him as he moved. Comparing Jens to Mika would be like comparing an apple to apple pie, and even though nothing was better than a cool crisp apple on a hot summer day… Gods did Juliet love apple pie.

She tore her eyes away from Mika and back to Jens to see him smile sadly for a split second then flash her a thumbs up and an genuine grin. He was happy for her, and she loved him for it.

"Jens, this is Mika, my- uh. Boyfriend." She tested the word with a blush as Mika and Jens shook hands.

Jens smirked up at Mika as the Vampire made his way to the basket of goods. "I would sure hate to meet you on a dark night." As Juliet froze, Mika gave a devilish grin and chuckled.

"I hear that a lot."

They ate the rest of their breakfast contentedly with a bit of small talk about how the two of them met, where they gave him the same lie they'd told Kathy, and if Mika needed any help doing repairs around the manor because Jens was 'damn glad someone was finally gonna have Juliet's approval to do some'.

"Juliet, are you two attending the dance tonight?"

"Ahh…" she scratched her head and glanced at Mika, he looked genuinely interested. "I completely forgot."

Jens' shoulders dropped. "Juliet, I asked if you were coming to dance, not to work. It's your night off." He laughed.

"I-I know. I just… I have nothing to wear."

"I'm quite happy with what you're wearing right now." Mika chimed in. Jens laughed, Juliet blushed.

"Why don't you wear that little blue number, with the strawberries?" Jens said, winking at her. Juliet sighed, sure there was no way out of this one.

"I'm sorry I forgot to mention it Mika, would you like to go to the festival's dance tonight?"

Jens nodded towards the other man. "Get the two of you out of this dark, dusty, manor. I mean, honestly. Do you let any light in?" He nodded towards the kitchen shutters, which had been tightly closed and bound a few weeks ago. Mika and Juliet had decided to sun-proof the majority of the manor after a bit of naughtiness in the kitchen one afternoon had left Mika with an ugly red sunburn on the majority of his chest and neck. He claimed it was worth it to hear Juliet howling the way she had. She still demanded them closed.

"It's become habit, you know. Working nights for a certain slave driver." Juliet remarked.

Jens only smiled.

"It is late already, Juilet. I have to get back to the bar. I hope to see you guys tonight." He walked past her and planted a kiss on her forehead, leaving her blushing. Finding out Jens feelings for her definitely put her in a good mood. As he walked out he waved to Mika, who nodded back with a smirk.

Mika glanced sideways at Juliet. "Seems you had more suitors than you thought, my love."

"Ah, you heard that did you?"

"I hear most things you wish I hadn't."

"Ahaha, I think it's amazing he picked now to tell me."

Mika studied her expression. "You would have been with him, had it not been for me." It was a statement, not a question.

Juliet nodded. "I guess I would have. But I think… I think he wants us to be happy." She smiled at him, picking at the remains of her second muffin.

Mika simply nodded. "Julie'"

"Yes, Mika?"

"I want you to strip so I can take you against the counter," the way he said it so openly had her blushing like a schoolgirl. "And then I want you to show me this dress you have for the dance, so I may take you while you wear that as well."

Needless to say, his will be done.